In a way. It's satisfying his need for contact so far, but there could be...more.
In an unexpected assertive shove, he pulls her in so that she'll be laying on his chest, wading in the shallow water. He holds his hand against the back of her shoulder, and while the other tentacles stay put and wrapped around various parts of her, the gold tentacle squirms and worms all over her body, exploring those curious parts of hers she always keeps hidden, the tip of it leaving an abundant trail of clear precum. After a while, it decides to tangle around her tail, careful of her spikes.
By touch alone he finds the hole cut out of her panties for her tail, and he plucks at it with the tip of his tentacle-penis, quickly making a sticky mess of them before slipping in, through the hole at the base of her tail, and trying to bury itself between her ass cheeks.
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In an unexpected assertive shove, he pulls her in so that she'll be laying on his chest, wading in the shallow water. He holds his hand against the back of her shoulder, and while the other tentacles stay put and wrapped around various parts of her, the gold tentacle squirms and worms all over her body, exploring those curious parts of hers she always keeps hidden, the tip of it leaving an abundant trail of clear precum. After a while, it decides to tangle around her tail, careful of her spikes.
By touch alone he finds the hole cut out of her panties for her tail, and he plucks at it with the tip of his tentacle-penis, quickly making a sticky mess of them before slipping in, through the hole at the base of her tail, and trying to bury itself between her ass cheeks.