Ebony growled softly as she missed, aiming her gun once more. When the tongue rolled out from the creature's mouth, it hit against her hand as it moved to her cheek. Her gun clattered to the floor. Ebony reached up, trying to get the tongue away, but all she succeeded in doing was getting the oil on her hands and lower arms. When the tongue ran down under her shirt to her chest, she let out a moan. "G..Get the fuck off!" she cried, reaching to try and pick up her gun. Her body was burning up, clouding her mind as she grinded her thighs together, a wetness forming on her crotch despite her attempts to resist. She began to fire at the creature, however, every shot missed. A panic was spreading over her, clouding her aim. When her top was pulled off, her gun clattered to the floor once more, falling away from her as it was caught and pulled up in her sleeve.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>