Or course not. It's just ... these guys ... the ones you've been goin' out with. I don't think they're right for you. You're too good for them. You ne...d to find a guy that you care about." Yeah ... I know. But those kinds of guys don't grow on trees. I guess I just have to bide my time. But you're right. I'm tired of just goin' out with some guy just have a date. Most of them just want one thing anyway. About all I get out of it is a free movie," I complained."Well, if I see a likely candidate,. . well goo. I gestured to them to eat, trying some myself first to show it was food and ok. I said "food", gestured again and held it out. When they reached for it, I drew it back again, said "food" and gestured to them. They looked puzzled for a bit until one of them said a word in their language and gestured to the ration. I repeated their word and held out the food for them to eat. I was lucky to keep my fingers, they ate so fast.I gestured to my self, "George". Pointing to one of them I. When he returned to his objective, the head popped inside me. I almost passed out when his second thrust caused me pain… something that I hadn’t experienced with sex, since I was in high school. The discomfort eased as he pulled back and eased in again. My pussy was so willing and my mind was made up. I was going to take it all, even if damaged me for life.As horny as Alan must have been, he was the perfect gentleman. The slow, gentle, even strokes were making progress. I could feel my insides. “Okay,” Grace called. “Open your eyes. Now, the star is where stars are supposed to be, above you facing down. You can move around but only on your back.”As Grace poured herself a schooner of sherry, I looked at the ceiling and under the dining table, the nest of tables, the dining chairs. The women, each wearing a skirt, were hovering nearby. I spotted something on the side of Dorothy's knee and shouted, “There!”“You have to touch it,” Grace admonished, so I struggled over to Dorothy and.