She also made a habit of it in bed, and the realisation that the others had heard was, if anything, worse. “How can you say such things?” she dema...ded, finally gaining her voice. “I ought to tell father, and Uncle Lias, too. I ought to, and have the lot of you thrashed!” “Don`t take it hard Catherine, love,” John answered. “Why, most girls`d be flattered for the notice of six fine young men.” “Call yourselves men?” she snapped. “Why, you`re no more than a lot of dirty little boys!” “There she. A man who is an expert in translation.”“Claude Simon!”“Yes.” The alien waved towards the laptop “Between us we adapted his real-time translation engine, which is quite good now. My species communicate a lot by thought, I should explain, with our hair. It’s like your wifi, but for brainwaves. It’s a lot faster than moving your mouth and lips, creating soundwaves as you expel air. You have taken the first steps in this direction too. We are, in general, only about a hundred years ahead of you I’d. So, why not? Contrary to how I look, I still love pussy. The image of me (strangely, pictured as a man still) going down on a woman makes my insides churn and the pressure build. I ache slightly inside at the thought of sex. Hot lady sex. Casual encounters. Click! m4w, w4m, m4m, w4w, mw4mw, mw4m, mw4w... the list just goes on and on and on. w4w... click! I can usually spot the fake ads so I skip those. Ads with pictures first, naturally. I back out of a couple before finding a nice headless. My long, curly, auburn red hair was flowing down my shoulders and in my face as he looked me over. I straddled his leg so I could rub my wetness and my pussy all over his body. I leaned down and kissed him with such desire and he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. As I moved my lips down his body, I could feel his heart pounding inside his chest. What a turn on to know I am working him up like that. I wasted no time getting his cock inside my warm, soft lips. I cupped his balls and.