“Mmmm yea!” I moaned, as he continued pumping his dick in and out of my mouth coating the shaft of his cock with saliva.I tightened my grip on his...dick, stroking him up and down matching his pace. I felt him getting harder as I took him deeper into my mouth. “Get down on your knees!” he demanded. While keeping my lips wrapped around the head of his cock, I continued to suck as I slid off the couch down to the floor. Once I was between his legs I pulled his dick from my mouth to get a closer. "I don't think that I have a choice about listening to your thoughts," the alien pointed out, sounding worried. "Al gave me a brief outline of what my responsibilities are, but he didn't tell me how to not hear your thoughts. I don't think I could carry out my responsibilities, if I didn't know what you were thinking. I'll ask him if blocking myself from your thoughts is even possible." No. That's okay," Blake said hurriedly. "I don't want anyone else to hear my thoughts. Sometime, they're kind. He orders me to open wider and relax my throat so he can slide the rest of his massive cock down my throat. I try and relax my throat even though his cock was already stretching it out from the girth. I cough up more throat spit from the abuse, and he uses this spit like a lube and jams his cock the rest of the way in. I couldn't believe I managed to fit it all down my throat, yet here I was nose being tickled by his pubes and his hot balls warming my chin. My reflex to gag kept coming from him. It will be a couple minutes until Carol is ready.” I shook her hand and stepped in. As I turned to look at her, I realized she had pink hair and was dressed in pink shoes, pink skin-tight jeans, and a pink button up blouse. The blouse had enough buttons unbuttoned to reveal a lot of cleavage. Hanging part way down into that cleavage was a polished pink stone suspended by a gold chain around her neck. The gold chain contrasted with her pink skin.Before I could think of anything to say, I.