There was a young girl stretched out on the low table, her legs spread almost into a split, her arms drawn over her head and pulled far enough that he... sweat slicked armpits were almost flat. She was young enough that her tits were only small, flattened swells against her chest. Her ribs were outlined against her pale skin and her thin tummy was concave due to her position. There was also a very tight, inch wide, leather strap cutting deeply into her skin just above her belly button which. The lads on the door were sound they told me she was on the top floor where the work men were putting in new offices,i took the lift up but stopped 1 floor down to sneak up on her,i had a nice bottle of red and pizza to cheer her up!!i got to the door but i could not hear any building work being done so as you do i just thought is was cup of tea time,i walked along the corridor to her office and with the work being done it was an open office with partition walls and no doors on so when i looked. REPRASENT.”The alien’s response of some Too $hort lyrics confirmed Dick Pound’s suspicions – the alien was Too $hort, and spoke only in caps, much like the lyrics to the song “Yo Neck, Yo Back” must have been written. The beat stuck in his head – de do de do do de do de do de do de do do de do de. It was a shit beat.“YOU TALKIN SLL THAT SHIT ABOUT SUCKAZ LICKIN ON YA. ALL DOWN YO BACK UP YO CRACK. YOU TALKIN TO A REAL PLAYA NOW GURL. REAL. I DON’T GO FIRST.” Dick soon realised the alien spoke. They had a bond that she felt transcended sex. He had opened her eyes to what great sex was and she needed to connect with him once more. She felt emotional and they kissed long, slow, deep and wet.Carole felt her pussy grow moist and they kissed languid. He rolled on top of her and his big flesh missile entered her as if it had eyes of it's own. His hips moved slowly and sensuously as they kissed like lovers. They moved together as one, joined at the waist and at the mouth. Her hands caressed.