Tattoo wouldn't say it. He rarely actually talked, so there were some similarities to a man in my extraterrestrial boyfriend. Only he relied on images... instantly transmitting thoughts telepathically so that they almost became my own, meshing our minds together until it became hard to tell where one ended and the other began. Tattoo had become a part of me, and instead of revulsion at his multi-pronged assault on my body, I came to crave his touch, needing to be rashed nightly by the creature. I. I had to touch you and see you and feel you.” Cindy says her hand going up to caress her face. “There is so much I want to say and do right now.” Cindy says with a sigh wrapping her arms around Sam again. They stand in the doorway and hold each of a moment or two before heading inside hand in hand. Sam turns and pushes at Cindy saying, “You could’ve called love I mean look at me lounging around in sweats not a care in the world. If I had known you were coming I could have been much more. Lisa looked fabulous even dressed in drawstring yoga pants and a matching v-neck sleeveless top that hugged her tremendous breasts. She pulled her platinum blonde hair into a ponytail, her dark roots straining, as she said, "Okay, let's go."They wandered on to the gym floor where squads of cheerleaders rehearsed their stunts, including tumbles, pyramids and baskets. Tiffany spotted her squad and waved, picking up her pace. Lisa went directly to Renee, the head coach, to discuss the routines.. Juices flowing freely into my mouth. Hearing muffled sounds of pleasure and erotic desires being fulfilled. Tongue still deep within enjoying the fruits of my labor. Each time muscles contract more of the exotic fluid flows. Like a hungry man after food I want every drop.This orgasm begins to subside, hands release their grasp, and legs once again spread apart releasing me. Tongue slides from within I hear a slight sigh of disappointment. Quickly assuring that this is only at the beginning of.