She had a slight olive complexion with just a hint of freckles around her nose. Her beautiful long red hair relaxed down her back and over her full 36... breast. She was lathering her body and daydreaming about a boy she had talked to earlier that day. Max watched in delite as she soaped her long curvy legs and fire red pubic area. He could feel a large lump develope in his Dickey's. He stood back in awe as she shampooed her hair and let the streams of hot water run down her body. Max was rubbing. I ran the tip of my tongue over the tiny slit on top of his head and allowed my tongue to linger to taste his precum. He was moaning more and more with each thrust as my tongue ventured over his three and a half inch thick head. I wrapped my hand around his even thicker shaft and attempted to get my small hand to reach all the way around it. I squeezed and pumped his cock with my hand while I worked his head in my mouth. Blake suddenly pulled away and replaced his cock with his heavy balls in. "Watching for years, longer. And there are quite a lot of you, doing the watching. Your ships are the ones that have been reported as flying saucers, UFOs." I paused, shocked at what I'd just said. "My God, the stories are true!" I exclaimed."Yes," he put in unnecessarily; I knew."But— But why don't we know about you, know for sure? I mean, I guess we've seen your ships, but it's only been fleeting glimpses. How have you been able to keep it all so well concealed?" When ships work correctly,. Shan wanted to talk to David and I shoehorned my way into the conversation. Shan wasn't totally happy about that. I had noticed that the current oriental culture wasn't very far into women's lib.We talked for a while and then Shan suddenly said, "David, I would like to talk to you seriously. Surely your wife has other duties."David responded because he knew that my anger meter had hit the red zone with the needle about to break. "Shan, Bobbi is at least as much a leader of this group as I am..