For a minute, Byron forgot about the other girls. He forgot about his plan to use the purple tendrils on them. He even forgot about the tentacle in-between Queen Otrera's legs.
He just closed his eyes, grunting in pleasure as Queen Otrera sucked on his dick.
Bya! Bya! Bya!
Squelching sounds bounced off the high, thick walls of the bathroom and faded in prolonged echoes.
When he finally opened his eyes, he met Queen Otrera's gaze. She had maintained eye contact all this while!
Staring into those blue jewels of hers compelled Byron to start thrusting into her with the tentacle again, satisfaction washing over him when she let out muffled moans as a result.
Then he saw the other girls looking at him with longing eyes and he immediately summoned his entire stock of the Sensation Smoke, letting it shroud the room in a purple fog.
Tiny tendrils sprouted from the fog and seeped into the dresses of the girls to attach onto their nipples, gently caressing them.
