"As a matter of fact, I am," I answered, taking hold of one of her ankles, and lifting it till her foot was at the level of my face."Speak up!" someon... in the audience called."I said, ARE YOU TICKLISH?" I said loudly.Tina's eyes widened, and she violently shook her head, causing a couple of her locks to fly across her face and her soft breasts to sway gently."Well, then, you won't mind if I do this," I grinned, and slowly brought my other hand up to the sole of her foot. Before I had even made. Sending the message I began to wonder why the humans had been so aggressive, an almost abject hatred of us. As my ship rose heading for home, my last thought before cryo-sleep took me was, why had the humans called us cockroaches? Life is a Turkey ----------------------George had been running for miles, shit they. Reaching in she extracted a small bag. “My play things.” She said by way of explanation as she removed a mass of black silk from inside it. She shook out the ball of silk and it unfurled it revealing to be a number of long black silk scarves.“Theses are very good, so soft and very strong.”“Anything else.” I asked.She reached into the holdall and withdrew a couple of small floggers and a big black leather paddle with a heart shaped hole in it.I had a flash of inspiration, nodded briefly at. She grabbed my head and shoved my face in-between her legs i began to lick her already cum soaked fanny sucking on her lips. She began to moan heavily pushing my head deeper into her, always in control. My tongue drove deep inside her as she began to climax. Her juices poured into my mouth and dripped off my chin. I stopped and flipped her over. Her bum was perfect. Typical! It was firm and soft; I spread her cheeks giving them a firm spank. I then began to lick and tongue fuck her sweet.