"Captain Wells, what are you doing? You are going to just share ourtechnology with them?" Stanton now reminded them of his presence."Didn't you ever w...nder why they are out here to begin with? They were'Exiled' from their own culture, they're not any, one true sex they'refreaks of nature."Larissa's hand caught Cree's before she could strike him. "Please allowme to explain things to him first," she said and released the furcovered hand with its extended claws."Captain Stanton, the technology. I looked around and she was nowhere to be seen.A bit dejected, I went off to work.That morning, tired, worn out, and generally zapped, I headed for the bus stop. It was another hour before the bus got there, so I had brought a book.But, when I got to the bus stop, the woman was sitting there! She looked right at me as I turned the corner, and smiled. A bit shocked, I sat down on the bench next to her. She was wearing a knee length pleated skirt, and a white blouse, standard office attire. I had. He gamely refused again, but a couple more hard slaps to his face made him obey, and he opened his mouth. The man in front of him reached out, grabbing a fistful of Jared's hair as he pushed his mushroom head inside the teen's mouth, His lips stretched to accommodate him, it was so much larger than he thought it would be, and hard to fit inside. Slowly, inch by inch the man wiggled his cock into his mouth, sighing as he felt Jared's little tongue sliding across his shaft. Finally he was. A huge roar and applause was given up by the women as a veritable goddess entered into his vision from beyond the obstruction of the wooden screen. His cock bobbed rigidly as the shapely middle-aged woman with flowing red hair strode toward him with a victorious sneer accentuating her high cheek-bones and wicked green eyes. She was beautifully curvaceous in tight black satin, her hips and breasts bulging in the tight shiny material. She carried across her shoulder a lethal looking bull-whip of.