Kylie continues to fondle my balls while we jerkily ride out our orgasms.When I finally collapse on her cushiony tits and we both gasp for breath, Kyl...e's hand is still caressing my ass and balls. I barely notice Kristina leaving the room."You actually did it?" Lauren says, storming into the room ahead of Kristina. "You spanked his ass? I was k!dding," she adds."I think he liked it," Kylie says."Did you like it?" Alex asks.Lauren is now inspecting my ass, running her hand over the warm surface.. I opened my bedroom door and listened as my wife said goodbye to Ben. I think he wanted a repeat, but she told him it had been fantastic, but it was only a one off and he would not see her again and that was that. He left and she closed the door and came back down the hall.As she passed the spare room door she shouted out to me to come into the main bedroom. I did as I was told. She sat on the bed in just her dressing gown and a pair of black panties. Her hair was all over the place and her. .. ship? ... had evidently malfunctioned or somehow been damaged or destroyed, otherwise he'd have been able to contact his fellows for rescue.Because he clearly wasn't alone; there were others of his kind somewhere near, who presumably either thought him dead or for some other reason weren't disposed to investigate his landing site closely. Otherwise he'd have waited for them where he was. But they'd come if he could signal them, that had to be the purpose of the beacon he'd got me to design.. She wore a translucent red veilacross her face, a collar locked on her slim neck, her long blonde hairpulled back from her face by silver combs at her temples. The steelbracelets secured around her wrists were linked by a long gleamingchain, her belled ankles similarly restricted, enough to provide visualevidence that she was a slave but not enough to prevent her dancingseductively. Her red silk skirts flared as she gyrated, her bare feetstamping in the sand in a counterpoint to the flute and.