It is just what she wants. “I need to be fucked.”In reply, the translucent ooze jams the tentacle deep into her dripping pussy Charity moans and g...roans against it. She nearly cries when it pull back out, only to tease her swollen clit again. She is panting and gasping as the tentacle massages her desperate clit. Charity suddenly feels her ass cheeks part and something cold press against her tight little back entrance. In the back of her mind she knows it’s a tentacle. Instantly, the pressure on. ”They drove a few hundred meters further. The ground had been soft, but the Toyota now sank about two centimeters into the former lakebed. Sam got out as did Tessa.“It reeks,” she said.“Sixty years of detritus, rotting vegetation, some fish. It’ll dry out, but there’ll be more when the rains come.” Sam turned to Andy. “Where’s the new spring?”Andy gestured toward the northeast.“Can we drive there?”“Dunno. We can try.”“OK.”Sam drove along a dry streambed and then northeast along a faint track.. Having wolfed down the chocolate the effect of food for the first time in two days combined with the blasting of the heater in the car, Julie soon drifted off to sleep with some questions still in her head.When Julie came to hours later she found herself in a large pink bedroom wrapped in a warm quilt. Unused to such luxury after four years of living as a biker's slut Julie snuggled down into the warmth and comfort. "Ah you are awake then?" said a pleasant voice from the doorway and Julie found. I quietly suggested that he might want to be more comfortable and undress like he would to go to bed, he stood up and slowly took of his clothes revealing a very fit man, strong shoulders and arms narrow waist and when he took off his pants his large beautiful cock stood out straight and hard, I sat there staring at it feeling the juices in my pussy starting to flow, all he said was I hope you approve, I replied it could not be any better. Mr C sat down patted his bare thigh as I layed across.