Becky succumbs to his slimy charms

Becky shrugs her shoulders, sinking into his clasp and luxuriating in the delicious sensations as the oily tentacles embrace her whole body. She rocks backwards and forwards in her slimy cradle, her whole body being stimulated. Her head rolls back, her eyes slitted as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her and she opens her legs wide, her hands on her outer lips, lasciviously offering herself up.

“Are you sure about this, little one? My mate?”, the sonorous voice inside her skull.

She is so overcome with pleasure that she can only moan, almost sleepily, in reply, looking down through slitted eyes the short length of her body at him, between splayed thighs. Curlaccaccacc is there, close up now, licking what she can only take to be the lips of his gaping maw, his member now swollen and hard, the prepuce slid back to reveal a mushroom shaped head that flares as it pulses. It looks impossibly big for her small body but in her swoon, she pushes herself towards it as she runs her palm back and forth across the front of her slit in a frenzy, a sudden compulsion to orgasm.

A dirty low chuckle in her head,”ohhh you are so good, my little one”, sleazily beckoning her to mount his turgid, slimy member, “come to Daddy”.

The words sent an electric shock through Becky as she opened herself wide and urged him to enter her, breathing hoarsely through her sore throat, “Yes Daddy, fuck me, fuck your little girl. I want your babies”