Boss Promotes Me to Manager After a Hot Office Fuck

They tied you down to the bed and cut your clothes off. 21sextury The tentacles fastened around Clara’s shapely limbs retracted, bringing her poor tired body back down to the plastic bed. The cocks inside Clara started to pound her harder and faster. “We’ll just have to play the waiting game, then. Clara flopped onto the bed, too weak to move, her pussy and arse stinging and raw. The bed was situated in the middle of a large, circular control room, with many panels and computer screens all along the walls. The two tentacles around her arms adjusted, pushing Clara’s jiggling tits up. Clara, are you alright?” Amy asked, tearful. Clara was completely in the tentacles’ power. The silver cock was well lubricated with both its own and Clara’s juices, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of thick white liquid onto Clara’s breasts. The next thing Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her tiny naked body into the air. Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara’s pussy started to change. There was no protection from the force of this raping alien monstrosity. “Nooooooo!” she cried out loud, sobbing, as she felt the rough appendage slobber and stroke from the bottom of her opening to the top. “I was with my friend the Doctor. Amy blinked and the glass cylinder holding her captive ceased to exist. The penis that had been in Clara’s mouth now moved to her perky tits. Maybe the Doctor will be here soon.