She recorded a message asking humans to show themselves, explaining that there was no longer any danger from the fog. Since the message was in English... we concentrated our search to Canada and the USA.The Homlins were flying the scout version of the UFO. It was a one-person ship that was no larger than the common light airplane prior to the Octron attack. There were enough stored in the larger UFOs so that every Homlin could take one and assist in the search for humans. As soon as they would. She gave me an innocent look and said "What? It's good for my heart." I chuckled again and rolled over on top of her."This is it." I thought to myself. I posisioned my member just at the opening of her pussy. I looked into those beutiful eyes of hers and said "Hold on to me, this is probably gonna hurt a little" She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a puzzled look and said "Wai-OH FUCK!!!" As I broke through her hymen. I looked at her again and she gave me a nod signaling that it was. By the time it leaves the sigmoid colon and reaches the rectum, waste is normally in discrete turds of a good consistency and reasonable size. waste in the rectum leaves by way of the anal canal and finally your butthole. The sigmoid colon is best described as the final packaging and holding bay, the rectum is the dispatch area and the anal canal to your butthole is the main gate. This is achieved by good muscle control much of which we know little about and yet it hopefully lasts us an entire. Good", he responded. Then, out of nowhere, he said, "DAMN! It's so fucking hot in here"! I started laughing at this, because Clay very rarely cursed in front of me or anyone. I apologized for laughing, and told him that I got so hot, I had to take off my usual t-shirt and shorts that I wore to bed. He assured me that it wasn't a problem, and if I didn't mind, he would strip down also. Well...much to my surprise, Clay did not wear underwear, so when he crawled into bed next to me, he was.