For peeps who haven’t read the first part yet, read it now (the link must be above this) because the story here is a continuation of the erotica. So... let’s get to the story now.Ansh: Hey data analyst-turned-slut, wanna come to my planet for a few days?Me: What? Ohh. I don’t know, honey. All of this is a shock to me. Is all of this real? How do we go there? Teleportation or something? Is it possible? Omg, I am so confused. Ansh: Sweetheart, I have a secret door where upon entering every molecule. Have his eyes, his mother added, And not just first borns! Johns father frowned crossly, He blames me, his mother confided, But there are limits John, there is only so much a woman can take. One damned child, twenty two years, he muttered, and she smiled. Say Grace dear the repast grows cold, Lady Caisterdale exclaimed as se regarded the simple beef meal before them. From what we are about to receive may god preserve us, he uttered blasphemously and they started to eat. Excellent Beef Charles,. Inches still showed above her twin hand holds." How the hell big are you anyway, Tim?" Well, Doris, I believe I believe I best the legendary porn star, John Holmes, just a tad at my thirteen and a half inches." Oh my God, Tim, that's really huge." I can sure believe that, Tim. You're erection right now is gigantic. I'm gettin' wet just lookin' at it, brother. But go on with your story." Doris just dropped to her knees and stroked my dick, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Part of the. “Please?” he says, tilting my chin up so now I’m forced to look into those eyes. My heart races faster, my face and ears burning. I don’t know why he makes me feel like this. I kiss his nose in response, accepting the invitation. I don’t want to at all, but I do. What happens next is he gets up from the sofa to fetch that little something from his bedroom drawer. A shiver runs down my back as he turns around and before I know it, we’re having another staring contest. I am trying hard not to.