"I want to feel what they are feeling."
Without even thinking about it, Byron said, "But you know what it feels like. Have you forgotten?"
Byron didn't remember all the things he had done with Queen Otrera frame by frame, but the images of that night when he had a foursome with her and Keza and Hypolyta were still fresh in his mind.
He had released a fog of Sensation Smoke, made tendrils and tentacles out of it, sent them up their pussies and then hardened the tips into dildos.
He remembered Queen Otrera's screams as he thrust the tentacle in and out of ass, the way she had screamed, "Bigger!"
He could almost feel her boobs on his face. She had been on top of him, burying his face in those enormous boobs of hers as Byron's tentacle ravaged her donut hole.
The thought of anal sex with her filled his mind with raw images of a big tentacle stretching Queen Otrera's anus. The way she had screamed. The way he had left it gaping when he finally pulled out his huge tentacle.
