Me: It’s getting late, I have to do my prayers first. I will be back.Swati left my arm and says: If you keep calling God, who will take care of your... goddess? Hahaha!Me: Who… who goddess?Swati teases me and says: Hahaha! Goddess, your goddess!Aunty: Offo! Stop irritating others, idiot.Swati: What? What did I say wrong?Aunty: I know exactly what you mean, you and your words can never mean the right thing. It’s all because of your friendship with that Teena. Don’t make me talk too much about. He didn’t allow me to give him just a nice up and down suck–he wanted to fuck my mouth, and I wanted him to. He twisted my long hair around his hands and pulled my head so close I was gagging. And with as much leverage as he could get while sitting on the toilet, he rammed that cock as far down my throat as it would go. He started battering my mouth so hard my teeth were vibrating and kept shouting out FUCK! with each thrust. I hated for it to ever end, and yet I desperately wanted his cum in. “Now come seal the deal with a kiss upon it.”Dream or not, weird nightmarish monster or not, Jacob’s mind took over to obey her on command. Practically running over, he knew in front of the throne and leaned forward. “What is your name?” He asked hesitating once at the moment of really kissing the sex of the being. The tentacles twisted in front of his face. He scantly heard her answer, which sounded like complete gibberish, as his eyes wandered over the slimy looking sex. There were folds, but. Amy was still somewhat in disbelief at the quickness of it all and asked “Where?”.My wife actually laughed a little louder as she said “My hand!!”They both started giggling at me as they laid back on the bed above me. My head was still buried in Amy’s wet pussy, so I weakly started tongueing her again as they giggled and watched me laying in a black, lacey heap in a puddle of my own creamy cum… my panties askew with my shriveled cockette trapped under the elastic…lapping at Amy’s snatch like.