The creature in her mouth finally burst, filling her throat with a sticky, slimy substance that tasted like oysters, with just a hint of a sweet aftertaste.  The rest of the tentacles kept right on ramming her, squeezing her, forcing open her tush for exploration and keeping her limbs spread wide.  "Just another human slut," the monster wheezed as it relentlessly searched for ways to force her beyond that cliff of orgasm.<br/><br/>Something started to form in her womb, something large, gently quivering and forceful, but warm and comforting all the same.<br/><br/>Slime started to spray upon her from in the darkness, a thick, green musk that seemed to want to mark her as its own personal plaything.  Although the substance couldn't be more than lukewarm, it felt hot and steamy upon her flesh, giving almost an electrical tingle.