” The alien commanded more assertively this time.Heart thumping against her chest, Emma removed her sheer nightgown, her nipples hard from the frict...on of the fabric. One of the creatures motioned to the gurney with its arm, if you could call it an arm. Their limbs were numerous and lumpy and seemed to move independently of their owner.She climbed onto the table, and before she could blink, she found herself naked, strapped securely on top of the cold metal. Her legs and arms were spread wide,. The effect is obscene and shameful and Lillian knows it, which is why she fights my efforts to turn her around.?Go ahead,? I whisper, putting my lips to her ear. ?Show the boys you’re pretty new outfit.?Lillian grunts into the gag. When she doesn’t turn around, I grab her long hair and pull, listening to her squeal, until she’s facing the others. The laughter from the room is instantaneous, as are the tears on Lillian’s cheeks. Her eyes flash rage and shame. When she reaches for her panties and. For Susan and Michael, it meant something else entirely. More of a personal holiday, it ran deeper than that. They didn’t have the desire to run along the beach, or frolic through the woods naked, or stand in the midst of hundreds of others in a field or a park, while celebrating a national day of nudity. Not voyeurs or exhibitionists, their bodies were only for them to see and for no one else to touch. Nude Day was a celebration of their bodies during their day of intimacy. It was their one. "Gurlk!" Even the birds seemed to appreciate this beautiful moment. Orgasms and ejaculations were part of the cycle of life, and if your mother's mouth could induce them better than stroking with your own hand, there is nothing strange or shameful about it. Just remember to be kind and let her swallow, it's the least you can do.After the first shots had been swallowed, my mother's ponytail kept swinging and bouncing for over an hour below that old apple tree. It was heartful, caring, motherly.