She walked slowly down the hallway with the gun in her hand. She made sure not to make any noise with her boots as she searched for him. She looked into the rooms and found nothing but emptiness. She came to another hallway and peeked around the corner as slow as she could. Trisha looked as she felt it smack her face.
She fell to the ground holding her cheek as it grabbed her hair and pulled her up. She let out a startled yelp as she was pulled to her knees. She swung the gun around and fired off a few rounds, striking him once. He knocked the gun away with a growl as he pulled her brown hair back forcing her to look up at him. Trisha struggled as she saw it there, hard and in front of her pretty face. He smiled as he shoved it into her mouth and he began fucking her face as she wiggled around trying to get it out of her mouth.
Trisha's lips slid back and forth as he used her hair to make a good pace. She looked around for her gun but it was too far away. She saw where she had hit him with a bullet and went to swing at it as a tentacle grabbed her wrist and pinned it behind her and then the other arm was also grabbed. She was helpless as she was forced to blow the alien cock.
Her lips slid back and forth over the large cock as he smiled down at her. Trisha struggled but the tentacles held her arms tightly making sure she was subdued. Her tits bounced as she tried to get free. He laughed as he decided to make use of her double D cups. A tentacle wrapped around them and squeezed the melons together as a large tentacle slid between them. Trisha was getting titty fucked by the aliens tentacles. Her suit was torn away completely exposing her breasts finally. She felt herself growing moist between her legs as the tentacle alien had his way with her mouth and tits. Her eyes glanced around for a sign of anyone around besides her and the alien.