To make matters worse, the thing, whatever it was, was working its way higher up her legs. First, it was around her calves, then up to her knees, clas...ing her tighter in its embrace. She hadn't dared to look behind her, but now she plucked up her courage and turned her head round and glanced at it. Thick grey tentacles, or arms, or something, were slithering up her legs. The tips of them flicked around and reached up higher, now pawing at her thighs, which was getting to be just a little bit. The silence in the room was ended by a flurry of orders from the Director. Within minutes agents were contacted to locate and protect the Martz Nine as they were now know."What about Beth?" asked Steve, "should we move her into seclusion too?"Beth remembering her last time in a "safe house" was about to protest Steve's suggestion when The Director spoke before she could protest."I think that would be wise to protect her until we have a better understanding of the threat," he said.Beth knew it. After finishing off her glass I can tell this girl is aroused she stands and leads me to her bedroom. The whole time during our conversation I now knew what made this girl click. She breaks out an enema bag and I knew exactly what to do, I rip a whole into her nylons I take and fill it with warm water lube it and start to fill her ass. She begins to moan and call me daddy as I keep filling until it is empty her excitement grows as she sticks her hand down her panties and plays with her clitty.. When she saw me she shrieked and dived under the covers, but it was far, far too late. ‘Sorry to interrupt your fun folks, I promise I won’t take long and you can get back to your fun uninterrupted. Wanda, I’m sorry it came to this. My divorce lawyer will be contracting you tomorrow at work, but we shouldn’t have much trouble dividing the property up, especially with no children. I’d like to come by tomorrow morning and get my things and you can be home or not, I don’t care. Frankly, I’d throw.