”“We’re skipping dinner?” Tabitha’s face fell.“Afraid so. But we have to keep them out of mischief.”“Fine.” Then a wicked smile cros...sed Tabitha’s lips. “Could you make a tentacle wiggle out of your cunny for me?”“Why?” I asked.Her grin only grew. A wicked tingle ran through me. Effervescent flutters rippled out of my pussy. The tentacles writhed inside of me. They came out when I was excited, but I was gaining more and more control over them as the day passed.“Let me try,” I told her,. "I love you so much," she said in a strangled voice, grabbed the coffee cups and fled to the kitchen.Smiling happily from ear to ear Tim clambered up the stairs. Wendy joined him and helped him off with his clothes. She knelt beside him and started work on his shoulder but tonight she accompanied her ministrations with kissing his neck and nibbling his ear. While doing his knee she stroked his calf and then his thigh but then, noting a reaction she giggled and returned to his calf."Monkey!". “Now, that is a true sex stud for a man”. Finally getting his eyes enough of his own youthful beauty; he begins to dress in some of the nicest dress he had in his possession. A very sexy black shirt with thin golden pinstripes, matched with the pair of slim cut, designer jeans and exquisitely looking leather belt. Damn!! He was so sexy, he was definitely going to make a proverbial killing in the club with his looks and cock performance. Surely he topped off his dress with his favorite crimson. My hair is swept up and my long white neck is exposed. i stare pleased with myself. i look very pretty. sue asks if i remember now and i say no. i think she will be mad but she just smiles and closes the book. she puts it back on the shelf and stands behind me to look at what i've written so far. she seems satisfied. she says we've done enough for one day. she knows if we do too much i'll get start making lots of mistakes. sue says we will write some more tomorrow.***i am wearing a pink.