Poseidon continued fucking one tentacle into me while others held me to the wall. I was so over-stimulated that it ached in a way that made me squirm, but my cock betrayed how much I enjoyed it. The sea god grinned to watch it bob upright from out of my upward floating chiton as if it had never softened from releasing earlier. A second tentacle probed my hole to join the first. I could see them now, the source of them, as Poseidon rose from his throne to join me where I was pinned. He no longer had legs, only tentacles. There were ten, maybe a dozen, difficult to know with how they wriggled.
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