Dryvus pants heavily, all the worry and tension flowing out of him as he slowly plowed into their depths, reveling in the softness of their bodies, the tightness of their holes. Reveling in them. He closes his eyes and buries his head in the crook of Willow's neck. He didn't want to move from this spot... Not now, not ever. But he did have to keep them satisfied, hee thought to himself. His thrusts slowly picking up the pace, the speed increasing slightly after every thrust. His tentacles mimic the speed of his dicks, slowly increasing as he thrusts over and over into Willow's tight holes. He moves his head over to her left breast, taking the nipple into his mouth and suckling on it. His left hand moves up to her remaining breast, gently squeezing it and rolling the nipples around under his fingers, occasionally tweaking and pinching them.