I looked deeply into his eyes, remembering each and every second of lust we had to this point. None could compare to the intensity of our wedding nigh.... Kyle gently tapped his chin with his fingers and started to pull my body up by my legs. My pussy stroked against his belly, then his chest before halting above his face. I hovered above him, just out of reach of his outstretched tongue. I turned around slowly, making sure my knees were either side of his head before lowering myself slowly. . I can smell the Xenomorph’s hot leathery body now. His mighty hips rock back and forth a little, making deep rubbery squeaks. I put my hands together as if to pray, to beg, beg, beg no more brain damage. Plead. Plead. Beg. Beg. Hands spack together. Spasms. Spasms. Hips. Rock. Rubber. Squeak. Rock. Squeak. Rock. Squeak. Rock. Squeak. Rock. Squeak. Leathery alien hands turn the knob more. Throbbing gets louder and faster and stronger. THROB.THROB. Hands suddenly claw. Body stiffens. Body. Your full of cum ''''oh fuck im not done, you little pussy is mine now''getting me legs up looking at him fuck me , saying i feel like a pussy , full of his load taking him easy''you just love it too much slut, ill be fucking you all the time''i was with my parent this weekend it had been a week since mike fuck me my door knock and just like that my landlord told my parent he needed help moving a washing machine i was help in the loby and he opened the door at the end of the hallwayin the dim. Well, it was a little bit more impressive than that; Around the back and on both sides of the booth were massive computer banks, looking like something out of the sixties, and all the glass of the phone booth had been replaced with sheet metal. Rough cut and slightly singed sheet metal, to be specific. It looked like touching the booth door wrong could easily give you tetanus, which is probably why there was a handle glued onto the door, recycled from what Roy assumed was the handset of the.