She didn’t run away screaming. She stared into his eyes, letting him know how desperately she wanted him. He stared back, looking at her incredibly ...beautiful face and into her beautiful brown eyes and into her soul. They stared like that for at least ten minutes. It wasn’t a contest. They needed to study each other’s soul to know what to do. The only answer was a warm hug. He kissed her high forehead, relishing the smooth pale skin there. She kissed his and relished the more rough skin he had.. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my semi hard cock , grabbed a handful of her thick luscious dirty blonde hair and guided her head to my cock , she squatted down her hand reaching for my growing penis as her mouth opened and her tongue flicked at the head. Her eyes looking up as she tries to take my thick shaft down her throat. Her head moving backwards and forwards gagging as her mouth takes all of my eight inches. God she is good at this . Being aware of where we are i pull out and tell her. Gwen rub the form soap onto her legs and took the razor and began shaving her legs. Looking outside she saw that it was sunny so she decided to catch a few rays. She took the razor to her pubes and trim so she could wear her swim suit. Now she took some oil and lotion and rubbed the freshly shaved areas.She was starled by the knock at the door. She reach out grabbing her terry cloth robe and put it on as she walked toward the door. She looked out the peek hole and saw a young man about the age. The two coiled around inside of me, dancing together to intertwine into a helix of heightened stimulation, snapping my resistance completely. I climaxed again and again, ashamed and disgusted at myself for enjoying any part of this demonic ritual.There were four inside of me, winding their way inside each orifice, filling me in ways that I couldn't quite describe as their consistency changed, the tentacles morphing and molding themselves to tickle my quaking cunt past the point of my own.