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12shadows and then heard another sound, a familiar one. It was a slithering noise. The thing with the tentacle was here in the darkness and close to her. Of course, it was making its way back to the water, she realised. Oh, don%u2019t go back yet, please, her mind begged. Find me, come into me again. She put her arm forward to drag herself fully into the shadows where her father would never see her. As she did, she touched it. The tentacle was just in front of her. Her touch made it stop moving. She became excited and pulled herself up to where it%u2019s thick limb lay motionless in the mud and ran her fingers caringly over it. The suckers were large and had their own motion, she could feel them with her finger tips, pulsing as they opened and closed. The tentacle responded to her gentle touching and in the faint light she saw its oily glistening surface as it slithered towards her and over her naked body. She liked it against her. She hadn%u2019t felt it this way before. On the two occasions it had been with her, she had only had it sliding through her hands as it penetrated her vagina. This was different. She rolled over onto her back so she could feel it slide between her breasts towards her crotch.Feeling it%u2019s strong, cold, form slithering over her skin, and its weight on top of her, excited Carla. Her heart beat faster. Would it penetrate her again. She caressed the tentacle the way a child might caress a teddy bear; a hug of comfort, of enduring love and of need. She held it softly but firmly so she could feel each sucker as it moved over her, pulsating, and gently kissing her with their mild suction. She rolled over in the mud, letting it wrap around her, still able to move by sliding through the soft mud beneath her. And then, to her surprise, she felt a second tentacle sliding up along the inside of her legs. Her heart raced as she realised one was holding her whilst the other was coming to find her organ again. This was better than before. Swamp Tramp