Arielle Lane naps in her bikini, oblivious to the octopus tentacles inching toward her helpless body. The pointy tentacle pokes and prods her awake, and she yawns unaware of the cephalod limb.
When it gropes her tits, she freaks out and tries to stay calm, but panics. She’s surprised when it starts to feel good on her sensitive nipples. Aroused, she starts guiding it across her body and her hands stroke it like the shaft of a cock.
Squeezing her titties together, she craves for the sea creature to caress her. Before convulsing in orgasm, she’s sad when her new boyfriend leaves!