The third tentacle did indeed start pushing against her rectum. The slime provided all the necessary lubrication and the strength of it was enough to counter any resistance Sionn might use. In fact it hurt more when she tightened.<br/><br/>The tentacle in her pussy wriggled, almost vibrating as it filled her.<br/><br/>Then suddenly several unused lose tentacles that were positioned around her, like snakes ready to strike against their prey, started spurting a white, salty fluid. Over her tits and face for the most part.<br/><br/>Sionn hadn't been able to breathe for a while now. The tentacle in her mouth and throath was going so deep. She could feel it slide over her tongue and down down down. Then...when she figured it must come out soon if she wasn't going to pass out, it detached itself from whatever it was attached to...and wriggled further down until it was gone!