“Dimple come on! Why don’t you let him just push the head in?” called Dimple. Dimple at this stage felt her Choot lips stretch out and the fores...in rolled over them providing the nerve endings on her lips with tremendous pleasure just as the actual hole closed over the head of his LUND. “This is a nice change, she thought as the head triggered her orgasm. When she recovered, she found that Karan was working the head in and out and that it made a funny plopping sound each time he pulled it out.. Everyone makes way for him as if they too feel his power. I am untouched by anyone but him. I see the look in the eyes of other women. They too feel the draw of him. This is something else he does not notice.I am reminded of many things. One is that feeling I sometimes get watching his lips move. I stop hearing what words are spoken. The base beat of my heart drops and hits this nerve at my core. His rhythm vibrates within me. Even my thoughts are in tempo with his speech.He now whispers the. "If you want it too, of course."She smiled and her eyes sparkled and twinkled like deep pools as she replied, "Yes, Anna, I want it."She put her arms around me and we embraced for a moment.I gently pushed her back and again our mouths came together. Slowly our tongues found each other and embraced. She tasted sweet and minty and her teeth were smooth and clean. There was a stale smell of cigarette smoke from working on the buses all day but the aroma and flavours and moisture only served to. Squatting down I waved my hand into the smoke to clear it out. When Ifinally did my eyes went wide in shock to what I saw. It was a pod. Apod that was about the size of a basketball. "No way... Aliens?" Iasked aloud as if I was some over excited tween girl about to meetJustin Beiber of Robert Pattension.I then got a bit nervous thinking what if this alien was not friendly.If it even was an alien. Movies have taught me otherwise. Namely the1988 remake of The Blob, where it was a biological.