She stepped out of the offending clothing, finally fully “naked”, and stood in front of the men expectantly. Worse for them, it was doing more than holding them. Needed more. “Should we call it in…?”, one of the men continued, both still keeping their eyes on Rose. The door whooshed closed behind the two men, alerting Rose to their presence. Finally her drove home, and she felt his hips connect with her ass. Now. She reached down for her discarded jumpsuit. The man obliged, taking up his place behind her. She needed it off now, she didn’t care if they saw the alien… She felt so full. He started to push, and the pressure was amazing. One of the men gulped as he looked to her bald crotch, and couldn’t help but notice the distinct sheen of her juices running down her thighs.
