He hadn’t even realized that the tentacles had removed the last of his clothing and that his genitals were now proudly on display in front of his boss. She wrapped her own arms around his waist and they remained like that silently for several minutes. With her legs raised and spread as they were, even the mound of her moist cunt was pushed flat to the glass, allowing a small trail of her juices to be seen trickling down. One large black woman’s fat ass was squashed firmly against a window, with a brush-like tentacle clearly working her into a frenzy as it vigorously rubbed between her swollen, wet pussy lips and jiggling cheeks for everyone in the station to see. Her toned legs shivered as the tendrils covering her calves and thigh writhed and slid all over her skin, removing her already nearly destroyed stocking and making their way up to her crimson panties that were already completely soaked with her juices.
