Max starts to get fucked by tentacles

Weaving like snakes coming out of a basket, Mike’s breath caught in his throat as four ribbed tentacles rose up from the mist-shrouded ground. Alongside the veins pulsing from each tendril, he noticed how each one had a puffy, mushroom tip which looked almost like cockheads. Except these ones were close to the size of a fist.

Max gulped as one of the tentacles wormed over her front, sliding past her legs and between her freckled breasts. Another one looked like it was sliding between her butt cheeks like a sausage in a bun. The other two were molesting Mike’s mom and sister, so he tried to ignore those.

“Not so fast,” Billy growled as one of the cock-tentacles poised itself right in front of his sister’s vagina. “Fuck the cop or something if you want to break her spirit. But leave Max Mayfield alone, Creel.”

Vecna turned to his rival with a sadistic, amused smile. “How much of you is still in there, Hargrove? I had thought that I was not able to feel the Mind-Flayer’s presence as soon as this orgy began. That’s very interesting…”

Before anyone could react, Max yelled as the cock at the end of the tentacle pushed up straight inside her, the gigantic mushroom at its head slowly compressing until the redhead looked like a gigantic black arm was sticking out between her legs. She swooned, her face reddening from pleasure as the tendril started to make a whirring noise and vibrate inside her.