<div class="floatleft">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/ce57/f/2015/197/2/3/starcaster01_by_thepixeldust-d91i7yh.jpg)</div>Starcaster's eyes rolled back as Nami started to stroke one of her tendrils.  It was clear that even though it appeared they acted on their own, she could still feel every touch and stimulation.  The tentacle being gripped in the guest's hand became more rigid and straigt, giving her a good length to run her fingers over.  A tiny slit near the very tip of the appendage started to ooze a milky white substance, as if it were a cock precumming.  Alura moaned softly before she rose up, taking Nami's prick in her hands.<br/><br/>"MMmmmm, a pair of swinging harems? I could get used to that."  All at once, the girl's tentacles started to pull away.  They strained, trying to remain in contact despite their owner's movements.  Starcaster cut her eyes at Nami, as if watching for her reaction.  She stood and turned, looking over her desk.  The girl bent over and looked over a couple of data slates there.  "I had a few more notes here with questions. Now where could they be?"<br/><br/>Alura pressed her black-clothed ass into Nami's prick.  She wiggled it about as she looked, obviously trying to lure her interviewee into something more intense than a blowjob and tentacle fucking.