On the one on the left was Claire, clad in the sheer red negligee and sheer black thigh-high stockings with lacy bands on top. She had on the red heel... she was wearing when she died. Claire was posed sitting back against a couple of pillows with her luscious long legs positioned just wide enough apart so that her bush and pussy were visible as you looked up under the negligee. She had never looking sexier! On the couch to the right was a young blonde dressed in a white nightie, white stockings. Usne mujhe welcome kia aur ander aane ko kaha main ander gaya to wo mujhe baithne ko boli jab main baith gaya to wo boli ki main abhio aati hoon aur wo kitchen men chali gai, thodi der baad ai to uske haath men tray thaw o mere liye tea lekar aai thi, hum log saath men baith kar tea pia uske baad main poocha tumhara pati kaha hai to wo boli ki kaam par gaya hai, to maine pucha tumhara pati tumhe nahi chod pata hai? To wo boli uska lund to bahut chota hai aur thik se khada bhi nahi hota, mujhe. “Oh God, I’m cumming. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” I could feel my own orgasm building. Starting in that special place between my legs and building and spreading. “Fuuuuck!” Mark ejaculated. The first spurt crossed about half of the six or so feet between us. He continued to pump as the rest dribbled down into a pool on the chair between his legs. And then I was lost in my own orgasm. A mixture of pleasure and guilt. The guilt making it even more pleasurable. My body tensed and my buttocks lifted off. I think you know that we took many samples of your plants, the things that grow in the ground, with us when we were here before." Yes." They won't ordinarily grow on Earth, on our world, because even the soil, the ground beneath your feet, is very different. But we've made a place where they will grow, we've changed the soil there. They grow there now. Khalika grows there, and a harvest waits for you when you come. You'll be able to eat there, and so will other animals of this world. And in.