Wrong. Osha was an alien, an animal. An intelligent, sapient animal with remarkably human features, but never the less... Did this make him some kind ...f xenophile? A deviant? What would someone say if they saw him now, lying on this bed and letting an alien creature ravish him? Conflict roiled in his brain. Nobody would ever find out, but he would know. His lack of self-control, of basic decency, might haunt him if he allowed this encounter to progress any further.It felt so good, though. His. I had often stopped by on my way through but not every day — until Marissa arrived, and then I made sure I always got my daily fix here, sometimes more than once.Today was no exception — I was still nervous approaching the counter and seeking recognition from her: she knew my order now and I was rewarded with a more familiar smile. She spoke with a slight Italian lilt: "I'll bring it over" then her deep brown eyes locked onto my twitching blue ones. I held her stare for a second longer than was. Oh my god, the first lick of your tongue on my clit and pussy – I am almost ready to cum right then. It is so very hot I can't hold on, and I start sucking and kissing your cock and balls, as you suck and thrust your tongue inside my cunt. Oooooh, it is so damn good, and it doesn't take much to make me cum, even though I will be trying not to so quickly, but wanting to be with you and dreaming about it all day has me unable to hold off. I cum and cum, moaning and screaming as quietly as I can.. Not only would I die un-shriven, but to swallow it knowing it would kill me would be suicide, a mortal sin."I'm not ashamed to say I prayed until the voice of the pilot told me I had to return to my seat. I had taken a vomit bag to the little restroom and I carefully wrapped the pellet and took it back to my seat. I was so scared, but I washed as well as I could. I was so afraid that some of the powder had gotten on me and one of the drug dogs would smell it."As soon as I left the plane, I told.