When it was over, Alan and Jim complimented me on my ability to take punishment and the tightness of my arsehole. They invited me to go with them for ... drink. At a bar on the edge of the beach, Alan ordered three beers.“That was really great” he said, “Your arsehole gripped my cock like a fist it’s so tight”“And what about the thrashing?” Jim asked, “Did you enjoy it?”“It really hurt” I replied, “I’ve never been beaten as hard as that before, my bum and thighs are on fire but it’s a great. I mean all. Everything. I made a huge mistake with Andrew and I’m not going to make it again. I’m handling Nick the same way I did you - one of the first things I told him about was my rape, and then everything that happened after that, including me blowing apart our relationship.”“We did that together,” I sighed. “I made mistakes. You made mistakes. Now we need to work on our intimate friendship. Jessica thinks it’s important for me.”Bethany smiled, “I know. I talked to her.”“You talked to. I wasn’t about to keep spitting on him over and over. It felt rude and wasn’t very efficient. My only other alternative seemed crazy though.I looked up at Dion’s face. His eyes were fixated on my rack, but he chewed on his lip with such a hunger I simply knew I couldn’t let him down. I looked back at Mr. Chapman and saw him stroking himself through his pants. He wasn’t bothered one bit by what was going down. If anything, he was turned on by his mostly naked girlfriend jerking off his best. “You know a lot about this for a Saresii.”“I should; I am as immortal as you. Much older even, and I spent a good thousand years on your planet.”“Those NASA experiments were conducted in the 60ties of the 20th Century if I remember my history lessons correctly. What is he doing here in 4933? Is he immortal too?”“As far as I know, Ham was rescued by a Saran or maybe a Freon space patrol. His IQ was raised, and I think it was paired with a specimen collected from Earth. The story is vague, and I.