”Joe “I'll do my best Megan to make you scream longer than your sister, in that same good way.”Megan gets up and quickly straddles my thighs the...n pushing herself tight against me. “You promised to make me scream.”I pull her into a passionate kiss first me ever shared, oh sure we kiss before but not like lovers. Holding her hips close to me, my free hand cups and massages her breast in just a moment she begins to moan in pleasure. I bring both hands to her breasts squeezing both, playing with. Her eyes widened and she started to protest, but she couldn't say anything with a tentacle stuffed in her mouth. Muffled words gave way to a muffled screams as her pussy was stretched wide by the second invader. Her hands stopped stroking their tentacles and instead squeezed them tightly as the tentacle slowly worked its way up alongside the first one. When finally there were two tentacles fully filling her pussy, they started fucking her, moving together in and out. A new level of pleasure. Brooke had used her designing talents to make authentic looking cheerleader uniforms down to the orange with black and white trim like they all had worn back in high school.The renowned clothes designer had even gone to the trouble to provide each returning cheerleader with school color orange brief panties not boy shorts. These were shiny and slick from Danskin just like they liked the ones they took secret delight in flashing their panty-clad bottoms during basketball games getting Lucas and. I was ashamed to admit that the only way I could get in a bed with a girl was to creep around like a thief in the night to my own unknowing sister but my hormone soaked mind eased my perverted thoughts, assuaged my guilt by distorting my motives. I convinced myself that she and I both wanted and needed the closeness because of our outcast status in school. In the house, in the bed, I didn’t feel spurned, I felt like I was with a good friend, someone who cared; that she was asleep and unaware of.