The breeding instinct was indeed strong in this one.A new, instinctive urge came over the beast. A new tentacle uncoiled from its protective position... within the creature’s body. It was different than the flexible, grasping appendages with which it normally functioned. This was a special tentacle, its use reserved for the breeding of human cunts. It began to swell and the girls of the prayer circle gasped in unison, hands flying to mouths as they stepped backwards in shock. But then they. I pushed her hips over flat and returned my hand to where it had been between her thighs when we were out by the fire. She moaned and kissed back and nibbled on my ears and neck too, it was so good. I pushed my hand up higher, pushing her thighs apart a little.She did spread them apart, but then stopped and looked at me, gave me the sweetest smile and said “Zane...”I said “Yeah?”She kept that same smile and said “I’m not having sex with you”In my mind of course, I thought “yes you are, why else. "With that, Erin removed the dildo from her cunt and turned it around, placing the head that had been in her cunt, now slippery wet, over the opening to her friends hole. The lubricant on the head of the plastic dick and the wetness of Beth's cunt caused the head to pop in with a minimum of resistance. Beth lay on her back with her legs spread obscenely, her knees resting against the budding little mounds on her chest as Erin worked the cock in and out of her to get her adjusted to it. When she. The basement was completely dark. None of the moonlight made its way here. I crouched by the base of the stairs for a while, I could hear Lynette's fitful breathing but I could not see her.After a while, I could see, in the center of the room a dark shape, the cot we'd used before I imagine. On it, there was a darker blob, Lynette, covered by a blanket, lying motionless on the hard surface. She appeared to be sleeping, or at least resting. She whimpered in her sleep, whether from the memories.