[Her other hand finally disengages from the sand beneath them, and she's aware enough in her post-orgasm haze to wipe it on her towel before she reaches up and pulls at the tentacles in her mouth so that she can be free for just a second. They can feel up her tits or something.]
Oh my god. [And he hasn't even stopped, not that she would even think to complain about it.] Talk about a force of nature.
[She can think, honestly! Her brain still works. It apparently works enough for her to comprehend what Boxer has already taken note of. That's. Oh.] ... That's new. [It's not like the every day man could possibly fill her with this much so it might be understandable to him but she attempts to debate how this even works for a second.
But that's far too complex, so she grabs one of the two long tentacles that had occupied her mouth and massages it with her fingers.] You look very proud of yourself.
[If he's really the type to enjoy causing such happy debauchery then she might be a little in love with him.]
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Oh my god. [And he hasn't even stopped, not that she would even think to complain about it.] Talk about a force of nature.
[She can think, honestly! Her brain still works. It apparently works enough for her to comprehend what Boxer has already taken note of. That's. Oh.] ... That's new. [It's not like the every day man could possibly fill her with this much so it might be understandable to him but she attempts to debate how this even works for a second.
But that's far too complex, so she grabs one of the two long tentacles that had occupied her mouth and massages it with her fingers.] You look very proud of yourself.
[If he's really the type to enjoy causing such happy debauchery then she might be a little in love with him.]