Still dressed she flipped me over and lifted my arse high and her mouth returned to lick first my pussy and then, deliciously, my arse. She poked her ...ongue into me while my own hand reached between my legs and stroked between my lips, curling as her’s had into me. What had started delicately and slowly became frenzied. Her clothes disappeared over the side of the bed and I found my head between her thighs, my tongue lapping at her as a cat licks a bowl, curling, pulling her viscous juices into. She still looked professional,yet today she had a sexual domineering dominant presence about her, onethat commanded their upmost attention.The young lady she held hands with was a young miss of beauty, brillianceand refinement. She was stunning and sophisticated, an overly femininedelightful delight. She had a vintage glamorous glamour about her, ararity in today's age for a young miss of her age. She was dressed as aprim and proper old fashioned secretary from yesterdays past yet with amodern. And his slime is all over Agnes now, staining her lab coat, saturating her clothes. His tentacles don’t stop moving, searching she knows not what for, but the one on her legs pull and push at her jeans, as if he knows the cloth isn’t a part of her, but an obstacle. He traces the curve of her behind, hooks a tentacle onto the waistband of her jeans. When he pulls, Agnes’ heart stutters in her chest.The alien successfully bares her, ass first, to the dozens of colleagues watching her plight. I was no prude and I wasn’t very shy but aside from skinny dipping at night once, I had never really been naked in public before. Rachel answered back, “Do you mean fully nude, for like an hour or so?” Mike replied, “Yeah fully nude for at least an hour.” I spoke up, “But wait, is it legal there to go fully nude? I heard of girls going topless there but not fully nude.” Tim chimed in, “No its legal, I read in an island pamphlet that the beach our hotel is on allows full nudity, and it even said.