I sagged at the instant spike of delight. None of the other gods had focused so much on my pleasure first. Even Hermes’s teasing had partially been just that, and to rid me of my previous master’s claim. The tentacle gave tighter twists and pulls than a pumping hand, the little bits of suction massaging me, and the topmost one drawing out what was quickly becoming a flood of prerelease happy to feed it. The other tentacles rubbed just as kindly, keeping my legs spread and caressing across my thighs. I could only imagine what one might feel like slithering inside me, but I needn’t imagine for
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