.. I was slowly stroking the cock in my hands...I made Hubby lie down on the sofa and pulled down his briefs to expose his package fully .......I co...uld see Reena appreciating his package with hungry eyes.." Come on Reena, donot feel shy...hold it....feel it...look how the devil wants to feel your touch.." I was inviting Reena to touch his cock and feel it in her hands....... Initially Reena felt a bit shy but soon she advanced her hand and caught hold of his cock and started. .while he kept playing with and sucking my boobs like a baby..which I enjoyed a lot…Then after 15 minutes, I got up, wore my panties and my blouse without the saree or petty coat..went into the kitchen, washed my hands with soap, arranged the table for two with the food that contained white rise, fish fry, sambar, pickle and curds..and invited him to have dinner with me..the time was early 1.30 am..I gave him my husband’s lungi which he wrapped around him, after washing himself thoroughly in. ..With my tentacle monster boyfriend...It sounded so crazy when said out loud, so I made an explicit point to never say a thing about it to another living soul. There were times when even I cringed at the thought of what Tattoo had done to me in all his different iterations. He could change almost at a whim, shrinking or growing, adding arms, points or bulbs, whatever he thought might fuck me best.But always he kept his beauty mark.A inky, black shaped Rorschach mark on the top of whatever he. "My hands were held forward, I could feel movement with the attached ropes, then the one holding me said, "Up she goes," and my hands suddenly pulled up and out, I cried out, "Stop, please stop its hurting me."The one holding me pulled his hands hard up between my legs, "We could always put you on a stand, pull your arms up again, then take the stand away, you'd know how Jesus Christ felt, you want to try it?"I sobbed a pathetic, "No, don't do that to me," I sensed the other two were now.