Yes ... maybe too much

Time passed slowly, in a torment of denial, with Anne pleading more and more. She didn't know how long she'd been down there, a few minutes? Hours? At one point, the tentacles attached to her pleasure points finally parted, returning to her hole, leaving behind a girl crying desperately and begging for them to return. It wasn't long until her pleas were heard, but it wasn't the tentacles from before that returned. On her clit, she twirled a small tentacle that spread out into three different parts, closing around the little bulge, causing Anne to squeal with pleasure. The surface of her is full of tiny leagues that lick her pleasure button, which adds to that they sucked it hard, as if it were the udder of a cow that she needed to be milked.

Versions larger than the one of her clit approached her breasts, with one key difference, these were slightly transparent. So when they are closed around her breasts, she can see them with a pink tint. The surface of it was wet and there were also thousands of tongues licking at her soft white flesh. Even smaller versions clung to her nipples, sucking hard. Altogether, her boobs were milked at the same time, starting with a light squeeze at their bases that moved to the ends before moving back.

Anne moaned with unfamiliar pleasure, feeling her orgasm approach again. Knowing she was likely to be left at the gates again, she silently begged for her orgasm. But they did not stop, they continued, and the girl opened her eyes and mouth with ****, in a cry of pleasure as she reached the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced in her young life. Added to this is a completely new and very, very enjoyable experience. Her nipples expelled a jet of milk that the tentacles absorbed with pleasure, and her clit, from the tip, released a powerful jet of fluids that were also milked.

"Is this what a guy feels when he ejaculates?" Anne thought amid her orgasmic bliss. As she descended from her personal paradise, her tentacles followed her work, her clit still sensitive, causing Anne to moan in pleasure. The milk from her tits had stopped squirting, but she was still being milked in a steady stream, sending jolts of pleasure to the girl.

The pleasure rose again to another oegasm, repeating the same process. The milk from her tits shot out once more before returning to a normal flow. Anne moaned when she felt her clit and nipples continue to be stimulated relentlessly.

"E ... enough ... please ... please ... let me ... let me rest ..."

Instead of paying attention to the girl, a new tentacle approached her pussy, breaking through, eliciting a cry of pleasure and surprise from Anne, breaking her hymen, but contrary to what she might have expected from the first time, she didn't have pain. The tentacle began to move, causing Anne to squeal with delight. Although the girl was the victim of a new devastating orgasm, the tentacle remained completely immobile inside her pussy, and in a quick movement, dozens of needles were inserted inside her, causing a new cry from the girl. A pulsating liquid was introduced, especially at her g-spot, which had five different needles just there. Once they were done, the needles were removed and the tentacle came out.

It was replaced by another that wrapped around her waist like panties, only exposing her clit, still being milked. A new cock-tentacle entered her pussy, in and out of her with ****, further stimulating Anne, who had her head turned down, gasping with pleasure and fatigue. A new orgasm shook her, causing the girl to scream loudly before falling exhausted, crying silently, wondering what would become of her.