Looking down at her bloated stomach Layla felt a bit sick, she shut her eyes tight and moaned, somewhat out of agony and somewhat out of pleasure, the two had mixed really and it was difficult to tell them apart.  She had began to orgasm, viscous, slick goo spewing out of her vagina and just making the tentacles job even easier, but it was really the tentacles up her rectum that were driving her mad with pleasure, her eyes went cross yet again and she "screamed" as best as she could.