I come from a planet that is slowly dying. We need to replenish our supply of sperm and we have come periodically to your planet to collect more," she...said. Neela's appropriated voice stumbled periodically. "Are you the only one here?" I asked after the long silence as I processed this information. "No there are others on similar missions." The mixture of human sperm must account for the humanoid form as it is intigrated with their own genetic composition. "Our time is very short," said. I can’t believe it’s been three years today that she died. Time is passing by so fast!”“You remembered her today, thank you,” Dan smiled, hugging her again. Karen was getting heavy on his lap, but he wasn’t going to complain. Having her in his arms was worth the ache.“How could I ever forget the woman that was so important in our lives?”“That reminds me,” Dan said, reaching into his side pants pocket and taking out his wallet. He opened it, taking out a yellow piece of creased paper, long since. She looked around and handed me the bra and then sat down.Our food came and we continued to talk. I told her that when she was with me she would never look another person, male or female in the face, she was to fix her gaze either at the first open button of a shirt/blouse or just below the neckline of a sweater or dress. Nodding as she was digesting this, I also told her that at no time was she to wear sunglasses unless we were outside and then only if she asked. She would also never speak to. My piss forcefully surged up my hard cock and splashed onto my belly. I controlled it so it would not get onto my face. Holding back just enough pressure to get the satisfaction of release, while at the same time controlling the flow.I admired my hard 8 inches as my piss flowed from it. It is not an angle one sees very often, I don't imagine. Most people pee standing up, or sitting, not laying down: let alone while strapped to a bed. It was erotic in a strange sense. To see my piss drain out of.