An underwater Clarke climax

As the countdown entered the last 30 seconds, the cameras moged in closer; Emilia was barreling towards her destination, there was no stopping it now.

Emilia threw her head back, shuddered, and moaned loudly as she climaxed. The octopus had clearly been spooked by the naked girl's sudden convulsion and the introducion of another liquid into the tank, because he slithered off her and moved away from her.

It took Emilia a good 60 seconds to come down from her orgasm, which gave the cameras plenty of time to capture her full frontal nudity.

When she eventually came back down to Earth, Emilia opened her eyes and looked around, taking a few seconds to gather her bearings.

"Oh my God!" she screamed, throwing her arms around herself as the room filled with laughter. What had she done?!

"Well done, Emilia!" the host gushed once the laughter has died down. "That must be a TV first! Come join me on the sofa and you can cool off."

Mortified, the beet-red girl pulled herself out of the water, her chest scraping along the smooth floor of the set and she ungainly clambered out.

Water flowed down her bare body as she found her feet and shuffled over to the sofa. She wanted more than anything to cover her private parts, but didn't want to risk setting her body off again by touching her sensitive areas.

"So, Emilia," the host began, leaning back in his chair and smirking at the shivering, wet girl who was sitting on her hands to refrain from touching herself. "Describe to us what it's like to be masturbated by an octopus."

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When the next advert break rolled around, Emilia wished she could take back ever taking a job in acting. She had been **** to describe in great detail the feelings she had experienced while commentating on footage of the most humiliating moment of her life. The brunette thought she was going to throw up when the finale arrived; the entire world had seen her cum face!

The rest of the show progressed as any regular chat show would, with no mention of Emilia's nudity. For the British girl remained birthday suited for the rest of the show, shivering violently and curling into a tight ball once she had gambled that her body was back down to normal again.

"That's all we've got time for tonight!" the host eventually signed off with. "Please give a big thank you to our big breasted, orgasming extraordinaire, the beautiful Emilia Clarke, may she never wear clothes again!"

Emilia had never wanted to slap someone harder, but was too exhausted and humiliated to uncurl from the sofa. All she managed was a weak smile to the cameras as the credits rolled.

Finally, it was over...