[ she moans from around it and shudders an instant later. she's not going to last much longer at this rate and she can't even tell him to just get on with it. she tips her head back as the tentacle slithers a bit deeper, matching the pace at which he's thrusting inside her and causing her to shut her eyes and groan. the tentacle around his dick moves up toward the head, flicking its tip over his own and smearing itself in his precum. it, too, picks up the pace, stroking him from base to tip, as she rides his hand and cries out as she catches herself teetering on the edge. f- fuck. it's about to get wetter, because his relentless assault of her clit has her coming a few moments later, the tentacle withdrawing from her mouth to slick up her chest as she tries to catch her breath. ]

Both, but that... that was yours. [ she slips her hand in between them to unfurl the tentacle from him. ] I'm as ready as I'll ever be, Dante. [ aka just fuck her. ]