[ See, listen to the tentacles, they'll never steer him wrong. ]
[ They're only eager to provide pleasure to the priest, through strokes and teasing and the slick rubbing of their lengths and prickly suckers against those sensitive spots they know. There's no rest nor mercy from them, determined to drag Olivine into pleasurable depths. The tentacle at his lips presses itself in a little deeper, then pulls back out, in shallow rocks that silently ask for more. ]
[ With how quick they are to get intimate with Olivine, it's little wonder if the man feels like he can hear them speaking to him, a delicate murmur into his ear that's thick with sleep. ]
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[ They're only eager to provide pleasure to the priest, through strokes and teasing and the slick rubbing of their lengths and prickly suckers against those sensitive spots they know. There's no rest nor mercy from them, determined to drag Olivine into pleasurable depths. The tentacle at his lips presses itself in a little deeper, then pulls back out, in shallow rocks that silently ask for more. ]
[ With how quick they are to get intimate with Olivine, it's little wonder if the man feels like he can hear them speaking to him, a delicate murmur into his ear that's thick with sleep. ]
Hmm... is this how you wake up everyone?
[ Oh wait no that's actually Kleken. ]