Their knees touched as he set the pitcher between his broken boots."What're you thinking?" he asked."Oh, 'bout poor Clemence an' how we got here, home... This Mary-land looks like Cornwall some, 'specially them cliffs we passed back a'ways." She sipped her black tea. "Nothin' really. I guess I'm that worried 'bout tomorrow. D'I tell you that those silly girls said they'd bring their father t'the sale. I think they'd like me for a maid or some such; c'n y'imagine? Me livin' in a fine, brick. I lost count of the number of orgasms I had. Each one is a little more intense than the last. In a few minutes, which seemed like hours. Matt started grunting as he slammed his cock in all the way and held it there. I could actually feel each spurt of his baby makers. My cunt was in a spasm and was milking his cock it was as if it wanted to drain his balls. I had my juices mixed with his cum flowing around his cock as he softened. Matt was still deep inside me but my legs were now on the bed. I. I breathed a sigh of relief as I fell in behind when he turned right and headed south on the paved road. At least I wouldn't be eating dust along the way. We passed several places that look like estates and hobby farms. I saw nothing that looked like a ranch. That is, until we crested a rise and there before me was something out of a movie.I could see the ranch house, a low main building with a couple of wings, one on each end. There was a barn or stable, a corral, another shed of some kind,. These things are weird looking... they have no mouth, nose, or ears. They have three legs which pivot around in their hips... it's freaky. So, you gonna come along?"Ben jumped into the truck they were gathered around, not talking much through the ride to the main IDL landing vessel.Ben was amazed as he walked through the entrance to the vessel. The corridor was about four meters in height, and pearl in color, with completely smooth surfaces that looked as if a speck of dust never touched.