Cum. “Fuck!” I cried out when another tentacle—or cock, whatever—slid into me. Xnxx My eyes flew open and I discovered the reflection of the moon being unrecognizably deformed by the ripples that now inhabited the otherwise smooth surface. “Fuck!” I cried out when another tentacle—or cock, whatever—slid into me. What you may not know is that not all of my fantasies are sexual in nature. A tentacle. By the time I gave up, more tentacles were on their way. I didn’t know what it was attached to, but given the horrific nature of my fantasy, I had no doubt it was monstrous in nature. I instantly recognized it as a tentacle. It felt like one continued penetration and I would not have wanted it any other way. I had never really suffered from insomnia—expect when I was a kid and I chose to stop using my asthma inhaler—so this was new territory for me. By the time I gave up, more tentacles were on their way. The last shreds of slumber vanished from my body, but I didn’t care because I knew a short walk in such chilly weather would put me right to sleep once I got back to the warmth of my bed.
