So we can get to the other things.”He turned slightly toward a street nearby and extended a hand out to her. He was smiling at her.Marion reached o...t and took his hand, her eyes looking up to meet his gaze. His eyes were solid black. No, not solid. There were specks of color throughout. It reminded her of looking out the windows on the Perseus out into space. He had galaxies in his eyes.She had hoped she would get over the nerves after first meeting him, but after looking into his alien. You’re going to be my little slut tonight. Understand?” “Yes, Robert. I’ll be your whore tonight.” I went up the stairs, and my pussy was so wet in my pink panties. I could feel the dampness on the cotton crotch. My nipples were hard in my quarter cup bra. He could see how hard and erect they were. I could see his bulge in his pants growing as he barked his orders at me. I went upstairs to my bedroom and fixed my hair and re-did my makeup. I put on my red lipstick and hurried down the stairs.. But I promise we are still far from finished, though the rest is better in experience." Your hot words make me feel all hot and flustered, I want you so badly. Still enjoying our game, I slip the phone away, watching as your eyes follow my hand. At first it appears that it will go back to my pocket, but with a quick switch in direction, I deposit my phone down the front of my panties. Your eyes heat as you recognize what I have done, should you send anything more, you would be doing me the. Of sweat, of cum, of my own secretions soaking my pubic hair. I lie down next to Jimmy, who at least doesn’t reek of Ax, and place my hand on his chest, watching it rise and fall, slowly drifting from unconscious panic to exhausted doze. I run my hand down his torso, slightly clammy with drying perspiration, but still smooth and firm to my touch. He could, perhaps, overpower me, had he the drive and inclination, but he will not. Not just because he’s a slave to his testosterone and his mommy.