Was it possible? she thought. Was it really possible they were having the same dreams? Of course not... no one had the same kind of dream, did they?He... voice was very low, quivering when she said, "Tell me anyway, darling."Brian stammered over the words, but managed to get them out. "I see you Mom, in my dreams... but you don't have any clothes on--you're naked, Mom!"A spasm shot down her stomach to her cunt. Sabrina could hardly breathe as she waited for her son to go on."I mean really naked,". “That’s right babe.” Candy replied as she urged her hips forward, doing her darndest to gently – but steadily – make her giant strapon fit into Tegan’s asshole.“Nnnh.” Tegan protested through her gag, remembering how excited Candy had been at the prospect of fucking Tegan in the ass no more than 12 hours ago. She assumed James must be here too, one of the men who’d already fucked her.“You’re doing great babe.” Candy purred, as finally Edgar’s tapered tip forced Tegan’s tight hole open until it. ” Jim’s reply was another drag on the cigarette. “Almost.” He said, never taking his eyes off her. “What?” “I said, ‘almost’. You’d almost live with my mother.” Taking a final drag from his smoke, Jim flicked it to the ground and crushed it under his boot. “Yeah. I don’t think there’s any chick out there worth living with your Ma for, Jim.” He chuckled in agreement. “Hey, man. I gotta get going. I gotta be. He certainly wasn't a creature of this world, I was no naturalist but I knew enough for that. This was a true alien, an E.T.—an extraterrestrial, a being from another world entirely. That was an awful lot to swallow, and it was a long time before I could gulp the thought down.Once I got that far, however, I could extrapolate kind of a lot from there. He'd apparently made some sort of unexpected landing (or crash) in whatever craft had brought him here. His ... ship? ... had evidently.