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I want to use my sucking rose toy tonight, but the weather is so frigid, that I might freeze off body parts.
“And why is the other tentacle still stroking my thigh?” “Because I’m waiting for permission.” “For what?” “To stick it in your anus.”
A little voice in the back of my head whispers a warning that I’m being molested by an octopus man, but I kick it to the outer edges of my mind.
Do I really want the monster to fuck me in the urethra?
“Please fuck me with your tentacle cock.”

