Pull the shirts off, little boys. They did what she said. “You children can sit down,” she said. They did as she told them, their cheeks were beet...red.“Oh, did I embarrass my little boys?” the pair nodded their heads. “Well, you can’t be on an adult site and not have it about adult things. What're your names?”“I’m Tony,” the softer boy said, his face plastered with a big smile.“Oh, Tony that can be a boy or a girl’s name did you know that, sweetie?” he nodded his head. “And you, what’s your. In their minds, had his wife been less of a bitch, he would have been loving and considerate of her too ... of course.And the man who read all this to them was, as they believed, the direct descendant of old Rip. He had even met the man when he was a child ... had actually spoken with old Rip. The old roll top desk and the journal in it were gifts to Bob by the legend himself! And Bob was handsome, and polite in a way that men had forgotten how to be, it seemed. Whenever he accompanied one of. He’s still unsure what’s going on, but doesn’t resist in the least, and lets you just take over. Kneeling on your knees in the seat and leaning over him, you place your lips around the head. Still with your hand around the base, you make circles around the tip with your tongue. Touching the hole, and tasting the sweetness that was already forming. Sealing your lips around the ridge you stroke your hand up and down. Holding your mouth still as you slowly stroke him. Eventually moving your mouth. The threat had already been reduced to the point where any uninfected planet in the galaxy was probably safe from them, so there was only mopping up left to do. By now, the Family had considerable experience with contacting alien races and engaging in diplomatic relations with them, so they decided to become the "policemen" for the galaxy until someone better suited to the job came along.The Family also planned to contact as many other species as they could find and try to establish a trading.