I need someone to talk to about it,” I interrupted. “Well, you can tell me whatever you want. Or not.” “Sooo, well, it’s not like I’m dati...g Paul or anything. I just sorta started liking him, or whatever,” I stumbled along, knowing this was not going to be a monologue for the ages. “We just hung out together last night and, you know, I wanted to hang out with him again tonight, but then he told me that he was fucking Heather Owens, or whatever.” “He is?” Danny asked, apparently as surprised as. That's when I noticed he was not wearing trunks."Where's your swimsuit?" I asked. Jack looked down at his nude form and smiled "I never wear a suit when I swim, I let my boys swim free!" he said lifting his arms and flapping them as if they were wings. I tried to look away but for some reason my gaze fell upon his member. I was transfixed on the 8 inch dong as it swayed back and forth between his thighs. He passed me and sat down on a nearby bench. "Want a beer?" he asked reaching into an ice. In fact, I’m starting to like this guy.“I do not speak your tongue,” he answers eventually, speaking something that sounds like slightly accented Standard Galactic. His voice is quiet, deep and smooth. Nice. “But I have a translator. I understand your words, human Va’l-ree.”My smile turns a little more genuine. Seems like the Dryth will conquer the entire universe before they conquer my first name.“I have a translator, too. And… ‘Ree’, please. Just ‘Ree’ is enough,” I tell him. “Would you do me. We settled in forsome sun. Jeff brought a pitcher of mojitos and theywere delicious. I drank one of those quickly. I couldfeel the strong rum heat up my body and my clit startedto throb. “I had Jeff pour another and then apply some sunscreenon my back. He took extra time covering my ass checksand inner thighs. God my pussy was excited and leakingits juices. Ohhh… yes suck it there…yesss Jesusits… it… yesss! Ohhhh God Aruggg!” she hissedthrough clinched teeth.