"ughhhhhhhhhh nnnnnnn!" The Mask pushed her knees wider and down making her pelvis rise until her knees were almost touching the sheets. "Ahhhh no, to... wide agggg!" He began to thrust in and out of her butt, taking long strokes the cock coming almost all the way out before sliding firmly back to the hilt. "Ug, ug, ug, oh, oh, ugg!" Stacey grunted her arms gripping the bed board behind her head thrusting her bust up."Ahh oohhhhhhhhh!"The Boss was enjoying the view. Stacey clad in white wedding. It was, in a word, miserable. She hadn’t seen Sierra or Aedan in days, hadn’t had any down time or companionship, and she was starting to wonder if she hadn’t misread the signs from the Maker after all – perhaps he just meant for her to ride herself to an early death, rather than help save the world?She’d made it to a camp just as the sun was setting, but before she’d had the chance to set up her soggy tent, she’d been approached by the communications officer, or Commie, as they were known – a. The sergeant found his attention wandered.“Tematha, my pretty one. I fear that from this angle, the sheet is doing nothing to hide your most attractive cunt from my sergeant’s view. Much more and he’ll be good for nothing until he gets his end away with you, or a whore, or a pig, or a plate of liver!”She turned and ran back to the bedroom, she was actually still quite innocent, and the idea that she had presented her genitals to a common man was embarrassing in the extreme.“Sorry sor, I’ll. But I knew she would be so much worse after months of being constantly penetrated by a thousand slithering tentacles. And then guilt was only a blip as I shot back from the desk, tendrils spreading out from the hole between my legs to thrust me back into the office chair, fucking me like I truly wanted. My dress was pulled up and down, scrunched up around the waist as the creature truly took me, slamming my head against the seat as its tentacles curled around my tits and throat. I came again,.