My eyes popped open as I felt her lips against my throat. ‘Shh…’ Mistress continued trailing kisses down my throat, ‘just relax and let it hap...en baby.’ Again I thought, why not. It wasn’t like my mortal soul was ‘free from taint’ as my aunt would put it. I was probably well on my way to hell if she was right. I let my head sink back down to her lap as I felt her tongue begin a counter assault on my nipples as Rafe continued waging war on my pussy. I felt myself floating, and with my eyes. His command module was not equipped to fight. His ship was not supplied with enough equipment for himself and the infants to remain hidden.The plan called for the population to accept the babies as their own. When they grew up, they would be introduced, one at a time, to Trat and the command module. Their people would be reborn as a subset of the sentient population of Earth.Trat was forced to improvise. Contact was necessary.Making initial contact was easy. Simply walking to the gate of the. "Nice legs. Is that a new shade?" Yeah. My mom bought them."Julie entered the living room with two cans of diet coke."I'm sorry about what that girl said to you. That was so mean and bogus." Julie!" I glared at my sister. "You weren't supposed to tell anyone." Samantha's almost like your sister. She won't tell anyone." You can count on me Jamie," Samantha said.I sighed and returned to my book. They talked about their friends whilethey drank their cokes and I was able to ignore them for the most. Vanessa’s bladder was feeling rather full by now and she was looking forward to relieving herself of that internal pressure quite badly which is just what she did.Vanessa Benson leaned her back up against the cistern just behind her and pushed her hips forwards just a fraction so those watching could see more clearly the flow of liquid that was about to gush forth from her loins. Vanessa then closed her eyes as she felt her own urethra press forward just down below her clitoris. This autonomic.