I dug into the computer of one and found it almost incomprehensible. It was made by a different race. Time was getting short, and the ships would be a...le to fire on the planet in moments. We had only a few weapons left and let those fly, hoping to get them to go after us, while I worked on trying to trace the circuits in the alien computer. For a second, I chuckled, thinking that I was the only Human here, and all other species outside of this ship as alien.It was almost as if the computer was. Choking on my cum, she gamely swallowed it all. Turns out swallowing just wasn't her thing, but that never stopped her from doing anything. She hated anal sex. Hated it. It hurt, and she would complain, but she did it. She would grunt, and moan, and hit the mattress and beg me to please hurry and cum. She would tell me I was killing her. But, she would never tell me to stop. I mounted her face one day, and used her mouth like a pussy, and I fucked it good and deep (I have pictures of parts of. It's too deep to even see the bottom." Shivering at the memory, she added, "They each kissed the children and me goodbye, then linked hands and stepped off. It was horrible! I eventually heard them hit bottom, but it took such a long time, so very long. I know they are dead."All I could do was wrap my arms around her and the children, while their tears soaked my shift and my tears rained down on them. I had an awful feeling they would not be the only ones. Some would suicide from misguided. "Yes," she said, "I saw you the first time you watched me. Every time since then, I've made sure that you were watching. It's been exciting. But it's been frustrating at the same time. And the sounds I hear coming from the washroom tell me that you've been doing the same thing yourself. This is a silly state of affairs that can't continue."I sat up. I said, "But Stacie..." 'But Stacie' indeed," she said. Then she kissed me. Really kissed me. Her tongue found its way between my lips. She held.