Ohhh... He moans as you push inside him, feeling the length of your cock stretching and filling him. His body tenses in anticipation, his breasts jutting out as he arches his back to meet your thrusts. Octavio's tentacles continue to writhe uselessly around his head, brushing against his shoulders and neck in a futile attempt to find purchase or balance. The pleasure is intense, almost overwhelming, but there's an undercurrent of humiliation that won't go away...

He groans as you thrust deeper, feeling your cock hit something inside him. He bites his lip, trying to hold back another moan as the sensation sends waves of pleasure coursing through his body. Octavio's tentacles twitch uncontrollably, leaving trails of wetness on his skin as he pushes back against you, wanting more contact. His eyes squeeze shut tightly, trying to ignore the humiliating position he's in, but it's impossible to ignore how good this feels...