She placed the key onto an ankle bracelet I had gotten her years ago but never wore and secured it around her ankle. "This is going to stay here until...I decide it's time for you to come out and play." All I could do was lay back on the bed speechless as she began to untie me. It was like a dream...maybe a dream come true, but it could just as easily be a nightmare. I found it difficult to sleep that night, half because I was not used to wearing the device and half because I kept replaying the. Heather responded with a thanks and told Monica howmuch her dress accents her curves and the color of went well with herskin tone.Monica was relieved that she did not offend Heather by calling her aman. She also enjoyed the complement, for the details in it. Unlike mostmen who just told her she looked great with being able to explain why,Scott always articulated on why. Worse when other men did try to explainwhy Monica looked great the reasoning was always sexually charged.Monica asked Heather. ”“You can have this one if you would like.”“I would like that but right now I would rather have you come over here and bring that wonderful specimen of manhood with you. I need a fuck.”“Flowery language will get you everywhere, madam.” I kissed her nipples. She kissed my cock.I never had a woman give a blowjob like Cindy. She started slowly. Her wet lips surrounded my cock head, and her tongue gently teased the underside. Only her lips fucked the bulbous tip until she licked up and down my. So different that she learned how to tap energy from another dimension and bootstrap herself into something far more than what she was. For some reason, she thinks I’m her Prime, just as Ship does. I now have seventeen wives, but I have a little alien spread out across my back that loves me, and I love her, and ... I feel the same way about Ship. I’m fucking screwed in the head. Little One is roughly the size of my two fists, and when spread out across my back in her semi-solid state, is hardly.