Please, I beg you to do so now." OK, Alise, but you must do exactly as I tell you. We are going to do some things that you are probably not familiar w...th, so I'll warn you now not to be surprised. The first thing you need to do is to take off your clothes and lie down on the bed on your back."Alise lay down and I lay down beside her. I asked, "Has anybody ever treated you to what I call foreplay? That is going to be important for this to work." No, I don't know what foreplay is. You will have. The men of our race do this much easier than the women."The Wikki were adamant but could do nothing. They were like humans in a way. In large groups they were as smart as the most vocal members regardless of their intelligence. The remainder of the mob chose to let the loud ones do the thinking for them. Here it was slightly different. There was an urge to learn from the race but the individuals here were not able to focus this demand to any degree. A person like Grotto could do that and I. This was my cue as I reached across and slipped my hand under her dress and began to rub and squeeze her perky tits. When I stated to pinch her nipple, she let out a soft moan, saying how good it felt. I played with her tits for about a minute more and the her if her pussy was wet? She spread her legs and said, “feel for yourself and tell me”. I pulled my hand out of her dress and reached under her dress and felt the wet spot on her panties. I told her that I was disappointed in her for wearing. She was 46, same age as me and sporting a white strappy top and joggers. Her black hair straggly and unkempt. Was a sign of doing some last minute spring cleaning before we arrived. She was really welcoming with her beaming smile and a "Hello you lot, glad you could make it." We were ushered into her hallway, driven up through and into the kitchen. A typical run of mill council house that had all the mod cons and extra additions. I peered out the back and could see two figures filling up a.