After their session ended, Donna excused herself for a moment. Hugh, Gretta and Hal took seats close Chuck and me.I asked them how they started and ho... they met. Donna rejoined us.Hugh spoke explaining that he and Donna had wanted to spice up their sex life years ago as their k**s were nearly of the age they wanted to be on their own.“We were stationed in Germany and created ads we put in fetish groups there. I was in the army and we wrote the ads so no one would recognize us. We wore masks to. He suddenly stopped buried as deep as he could go. This was all he had intended to do. He looked at her face. Every detail said to him she was unaware of what he was doing. His body begged for him to continue. He told himself just a little more and then he would pull out. At this point in the telling of the story, Fred broke down in tears. To tell the truth, the telling of the story to this point had been a little erotic to me and I thought he had not had to go into detail like he had. . ”“Really? So who issued you the invitation?”“The Personalia asked us if we would like to emigrate, when they heard about the press intrusion into our family structure.”“Hold on a minute, girl. I heard something about an article in the Daily Trumpet, and a later retraction, so I ignored it; but this Personalia thing means nothing to me. I have never heard of this person or group.”“That is because the Personalia are alien spaceships that are allied to mankind. They provide transportation between. He left her dancing on her bare feet, walking around her wiggling form. She followed him with her eyes, watching his face as he looked at her in this awkward position. His obvious satisfaction with her sent yet another thrill through her body.Mr. Smith uncuffed her and introduced her to the St. Andrew's cross, the Swedish Horse and several other mind-boggling devices of restraint. Mr. Smith strapped her onto a large wheel and spun her around a couple of times. They laughed as her boobs fell out.