"Why not just repeat the spellcraft that you used before?" Casey asked."Unfortunately the aliens are now well aware of the type of spellcraft used and...will not allow it to be repeated. It will be necessary to use a different, much harder and more risky method to stop them." Mev answered."What is this different method?" Casey asked."I think a conference with the captain would be the appropriate forum in which that should be put forth." Mev replied."Very well. I will talk to the captain and I. However, there was a memory in the back of my mind that niggled at me. Perhaps she had told me before and I had just forgotten about it or just didn’t want to believe it.But why did it matter anyway? Whether or not we were related by blood no longer mattered at this point. Furthermore, perhaps not being related by blood was even better for my conscience, if I still had any by this given point of time, as I stared at my elegant ‘mother’ of twenty-two years getting ravaged by multiple cocks at. There was a generous lot of skin visible, but not a lot of cleavage. Karen didn't have a lot of cleavage. The outfit was really fairly modest, except for the staggering impact of those long, bare legs, but nevertheless this was a step over the line. And my reaction was evident, if anybody was looking. When she answered the door and I saw her for the first time dressed like that, my dick began to respond, completely out of control. I usually don't wear underwear when I wear jeans, and at that. It might be fun to hang out there. I still wasn’t sure why I was there when I rang the bell. The door opened and I saw a thin girl in her mid-teens. She had inherited the family proclivity for not drawing any flattering attention to herself by the way she dressed. From her face it was obvious that she was Sunny’s daughter. She wore no makeup. ‘Ooooh, you’re Ashley.’ I saw nothing that suggested that she knew about my checkered history with her brother. ‘Hi. Is Jeff in?’ ‘Jeff,’ she shouted. ‘In.