Waylon's guiding hand upon her head shifted around to the back and undid her ponytail, her hair falling messily behind her back.Jess hummed and gasped... gulping back saliva that wasn't dribbling down her lips. She looked up at Waylon as he filled her mouth. His sharp grin was gone, replaced by a burning, dark gaze. She couldn't remember when was the last time someone looked at her like that. It shot a bolt of electricity through her gut.Lost to the sensation of his fully hardened shaft prodding. So I never had a chance to make my move. Just looking at her move through the house gave me a hard on. I tried to be as discreet as possible especially when Kumaran was also in the same room. What really excited me was the shape of her butt through the thin saree material when she used to wash the utensils over the washbasin. I would make frequent visits to the kitchen when she was working (on some pre text or the other). At times I even stroked my dick a few times, when her back was to me. She. It was about this time I noticed two little gray guys with big black eyes regarding me from my left. "Greetings," they telepathed, "Do not be afraid?you will not be harmed." Well THAT was a relief. Up until then I had been rather worried. "What are you? Where do you come from? How do you DARE to kidnap me in this highly unorthodox fashion?" I mentally shrieked at them. "The earth-female grows hysterical," one telepathed to the other. "Activate the Chronosynclastic Sedation Ray!" The other. Smart available?’ ‘Sure. Hold on.’ The receptionist maintained her professionalism even though she heard the sobs in the background and the misery in Sam’s voice. ‘This is Dr. Smart.’ ‘Hey Dr. Smart. This is Sam Shuffield.’ ‘How are you feeling Sam?’ ‘Not good. Not good at all.’ ‘Come to the office. I am free all morning.’ ‘OK.’ Sam put on a T-shirt and jeans. He slowly trudged to his car with his head down. He hoped Dr. Smart could help him or at least understand him. Thirty minutes later,.