A warm feeling slides up her hand into her mind, but without the direct link, that's as close as she can get to understanding him.  Strangely enough, waiting for her at the entrance to the first tunnel is her bathingsuit, unharmed.  It seems as though what one senses and agrees to, the rest abide by as well, and Oyushi seems to be off to a wonderful start since she's now willing.<br/><br/>A few feet away, the white tentacles of the female float patiently, then wave as the human draws near.  Her tips seem<em>very</em>energetic, almost as though she were incredibly anxious to pull the cum from within the human carrier.