She coos as the man takes a rough hold of one of them, squeezing and pressing his palm into the smooth golden flesh. His hips buck, shoving more of hi... cock in between her lips. The alien woman moans, responding by pushing further onto him. The result is that she swallows almost the entirety of his shaft.Mercy watches, enraptured by the sight as if she can’t peel her eyes away. Before long, the man yanks his cock out of the other’s mouth. The alien woman stays on her knees, the man watching. You start to say something but feel him guiding your hand that was on the light switch behind your back as he pulls your other free hand behind your back as well. You now feel as your wrists are being bound by a pillow case. You feel his hands slide from your now secured hands and roam up your body. Groping, squeezing, and pulling at your blouse. The sound of the fabric starting to rip can be heard over the sounds of us breathing. Your eyes wide trying to figure what to say or do as you can. My hands glide down your smooth skin to your hips, which I grab and pull a bit roughly to me as you arch against the bulge in my jeans. Your hands follow mine down and start undoing and removing my jeans as my wanting hands run down to rest on your inner thighs. My right hand moves up to caress the heat between your legs, and my fingers feel a damp spot on your panties. I can’t help but smile nervously at you as I realize you’ve probably never wanted anything as much as me pushing into you. ” Tom didn’t say anything except, “It’s not your fault. You had nothing to do with his heart attack.” He just held her, knowing this was not the time to analyze what happened, or tell her that Martin had to take charge of his life, get his act together, accept reality. He just wanted to hold and soothe her, but Catherine believed that without her, Martin had nothing to live for, that she took away his happiness. When she said that to Tom the next day, after a restless attempt at sleeping, he.