They didn’t move or stir, nor did the rest of her body. She must’ve been knocked out on the impact. Being me, I was a very kind and hospitable per...on, but…this alien, was on a different level. Not only that, but the feds could easily take interest in me, and her. But…she was clearly in need, and I couldn’t just leave her lying there in the cold. I looked back at her, her blue skin beginning to form goose bumps, if I didn’t know any better I would say she was just a human in a costume!Ignoring. I was left to wonder what had happened and how this evening had taken such an unexpected turn. Most of all, I wondered if I would ever get out of this cock cage and get to fuck that slutty sloppy pussy of hers. I looked over at her asleep and sprawled across the bed. Her pussy lips were swollen and gaping open slightly. Her nipples had bite marks on them. And then I noticed the tattoo again. She really had become a slut wife but she was the most beautiful slut wife in the world.I eventually. I’ll always be in your debt for that. If only Marcus could see me as a sexy woman again, but he has no interest in me at all. The other day I was watching a lesbian video on that website you showed me. You know the one Xhamster? Anyway I was sat on the sofa wearing my pink halter top and a denim miniskirt. I heard Marcus’s car on the drive, so I undid my halter and dropped the top to my waist.Hearing him come in the backdoor, I swung my legs up on the sofa and started to play with myself I had. "Meatloaf and potatoes," they all questioned, a little disappointed."Well, what's special about that," Lana asked making a face."What's special," Amy said, bringing in the first course (a lovely garden salad), "is that you're all sharing it with three new brethren."As Amy said this, she smiled at Lana, who, smiling back said, "Yeah, that is special, isn't it?" Damn," Don said suddenly as he grabbed his salad." What's wrong," Hannah asked."Just French, or Ranch, and no time to make our own," he.