Her dad was a rock and she could feel that in him. He loved her and was concerned and curious too but he also had a calm acceptance that JJ would tell...this in her own way and however she told it everything would be OK. JJ smiled at her dad gratefully and said, "An alien space ship crashed in the desert. One being, a cerebral being, a being that had lived in the mind of one of the passengers on the ship, survived the crash. He survived because the only human that was close to the crash allowed. This is what is called an afternoongown."We have some other stuff and working clothes for you, just enough tofill a small trunk. I think that would be the amount of clothes amiddle class girl would have. If the Vecchios put you to work you willprobably need more working clothes."I began to feel very tired. "Am I done?" I asked. I had barely awakenedto a new body when I had been bathed, perfumed, then dressed inoutlandish and impractical clothing." No, this is just a start. We have to train you. Debbie giggled a little."Oh, you think I'm upset about us being mother and son?" Debbie asked for clarity and he nodded, still worried. Debbie now lounged back into the corner of the couch as she did earlier, and she was smiling lovingly at her son."Well if I told you I can't wait for you to fuck me again and as often as possible, would that quell your fears?" Debbie laughed at Justin's reaction to his mother's word. His eyes flew open as his furrowed brow gave way to raised eyebrows, and his. You try to help me, but too late. Your pants are now completely undone and opened so I see your underwear and your bulge trying desperately to escape. Kneeling in front of you, I start to kiss your cock again through your underwear, making sure I pay special attention to the head. You try to grab my head, I tell you “No, not yet, my love”. You sigh deeply, surrendering to me.I stroke you balls a little as I gradually move your underwear down to expose the head of your cock. I lean in close and.