Exactly what I was looking for.“Yes, I’ll fuck you,” I whispered.So what if I’d only just met him?He edged closer, a devious glint in those be...utiful eyes. “What’s your name?”“Does it matter?”“Yes. I need to know what to call you when you beg me for more.”I arched an eyebrow. Cocky bastard. “I’m not going to tell you my name,” I teased.“I see. Well if you won’t tell me yours, I won’t tell you mine.”“Fine by me.” I had him under control.His smile widened. “Doesn’t matter anyway, most women call. I suspect it has something to dowith my encounter." Your encounter? What do you mean?" Just that I am somehow infected by the very fact that the alien touched mymind. I suspect that it makes me dangerous, somehow. There was somethingelse, too." Something else? What was it?" You don't believe that it happened, Tulip. Why does it matter?" Freddie, stop!"He stopped and turned to look at me, his face a mask of pained frustration.I could see that it was a hard thing for him to open up about the. I got a nice tight pussy just for you!" I said, humping my hips up as best I could given my awkward position. It must have worked because I felt something nudge my swollen lips... and it wasn't fingers this time."Yes! Give it to me baby! Give me that hard fat sweet cock!" I said, encouraging him. To this day I don't know where this kind of talk came from – I never talked like this... like a street whore... with any of my previous boyfriends.I was actually pretty straight-laced and conservative.. I was standing on top of em, about to sit on two hot throbbing penises..I slowly lowered myself...first feeling Henry's cock, then drooping down onto Steve's..I was in so much pleasure...I didn't even mind the pain..I was jumping up in down in joy, moaning sounds emitting from my neck, and 2 penises throbbing in and out of a tight hole.. Mark and John sitting watching with envy..Looking at them.. I thought about Mark and John.. and looked at my two lovers below me with a lustful smile..How.