The tentacles were sucking and ripping, thrashing slowly… Her thoughts were consuming her, sexual thoughts. Indian sex … Sandy awakes with the sun rising, she is naked only wearing her hiking boots. …looking down at her naked body, she sees she has no bruises, she felt great…her skin was soft smelling of lavender. . . …She looks around. …there was no sign of the beast. . …no pit. . …She walks to the empty clearing finds her pack and hoodie and heads home. . … All she could think of was sex, being fucked, fucking, masturbation, being nude sandy was intoxicatingly horny. It was approaching dusk but being a beautiful summer night there was still abundance of light. … the beast erupts in ecstasy. . …,filling every one of her holes with its day glow liquid. . . …she feels light headed as the beast convulses . . …she falls unconscious due to the energy over load. . . . … Sandy was alone in the process of doing the Barney Earl track, a beautiful walk filled with native species.
