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Gone was the terror and fear she had known, and in its place was a pleasure she had never realized existed. Every part of her body was sensitive nearly beyond comprehension, and the creature brushed up against her trembling skin with an almost sadistic glee. She was teased and tortured with soft squeezes along her buttocks. The tips of her breasts were suckled and pinched by the large, hooded tendrils. The one spot she desperately wanted touched, however, was that which was expressly avoided.
Her core burned for attention. She could no longer deny her need for the creature. She longed for the feel of those soft tendrils pushing in and out of the hot space between her wet walls. Every fiber in her body wished for it to take her again and again. She fidgeted in the creature’s gra
