The alien looked up at her and opened its maw, letting a tongue the length of Reid’s arm roll out to fall heavily onto her taut belly. It was hot an... slimy, the alien’s thick saliva mingling with her sweat as the bruise-purple organ dragged across her skin, the alien seeming to enjoy the salt in her sudor. She was wearing a tank top and her panties, as much clothing as she dared to remove in the company of her colleagues, despite the heat that threatened to drive her to nudity. Now she didn’t. I felt Sam running his hand over my ass as I whispered “What if he wakes up?” Sam replied “He won’t, he’s out cold. That Jack has knocked him right out. I bet you could touch him and it wouldn’t make any difference.” I felt Sam’s hand slide underneath me and as he gently massaged my hard little button with his fingertips, he whispered “Put your hand in his shorts and touch his cock. You know you want to.” Looking around at Sam to be certain he were serious, I saw him smile and nod at me.. As she carried on talking to her friends, she began to look back at her stepfather. Just like he was looking at her differently, she began to do the same with him. She couldn’t help but admire his tall, muscular frame, his short blond hair and pale blue eyes. His chiselled jaw line had always been admired by the ladies too. Her mind began to wander for a few moments before finally she was interrupted by her friend’s impatience. She was just about to explain herself when the kitchen doors swung. I gently squeezed her ass cheeks before pulling them gently apart to see the white thong sitting over her asshole. My hand lipped under her thong stretching the fabric from beneath her cheeks before letting it shrink back to wear it had come from.Turn around was my next instruction. Carly now new that she had to do what I said and turned slowly around, her skirt slipping back into position. Sit on the bench for me. She sat down and I moved over to her with my crotch about two feet from her.