Not only with her, but with Francine--thought his ex-wife's comeuppance for what she had subjected Davie to was still to be arranged.His ego was bolst...red, he was king of the mountain now. He never thought he would be able to get it up three times in a row! Why the hell had he denied himself for so long? Too bad the blonde bitch couldn't keep her hands off his tender daughter; if he hadn't seen that, he would feel different about her perhaps... she certainly was one helluva fuck, about the best. "Captain, I'm one of those humanoids," he stated. "This body fell dead at my feet on a battle field a long way from here so I took it over." Oh," I said, totally believing him although I don't know way."The man you knew as Totus was also one of my race," he stated. "We're both throwbacks, wanting to explore the galaxy. Our paths had crossed a few time and now he's dead." But I thought you said that you had banished death?" I asked."That's true, but once you take physical form you take on it's. Michelle was, however, late returning. (Back then, there were no cell phones, but she wasn't late enough for Brad to call her parents and check on her.) He was surprised when the doorbell rang. He opened it, intending to get rid of whoever it was as quickly as possible. The woman standing there was Natalie, a friend of his wife's. "I have a message from Michelle," she said, and he invited her in, wondering what could be going on. The hand-written note said: "Brad, Natalie and I. He was a red head. He tossed his shirtand his pants and sat there in all his glory with a flaccid 8" cock as redas a dog's dick surrounded with a tightly trimmed red bush along with allthe red hair on his stomach and chest. I couldn't tell if he was blushingor not because of the red tint of his skin and I was savoring the view -relishing the next step I took dropping to my knees in front of my straightman. He told me that I'd have to help him get it up - he was nervous - soI asked him what.