Almost the same height and weight as my wife she seemed just enough taller to give an illusion of having longer legs. Her hair was a much darker brow..., almost black and was past her shoulders in length. After I popped open a beer we headed outside to my wife’s car to get her sisters bags and we started talking. She was standing close behind me as I opened the trunk lid.“So Ted, what’s it like fucking my big sister?” Polly asked suddenly. I nearly slammed my head into the fucking metal lid!. The black shiny latex set off her alabaster skin. LittleSlave gasped as Pig rolled the latex down her long neck. Like Slave, herhead was now completely immobile. Finally Pig pulled up the latex dresssnapped it at the neck and began to lace it closed. It took twenty minutesof grunting and pulling but Pig had gotten the dress to fit snugly aroundthe slaves body. In front, Little Slaves cunt and tits seemed to just outfrom the outfit. Pig left the room. Slave and Little Slavelooked at each. Skip forward a few years and Mila went through puberty. In no time, she filled out in all the right places. She loved to ride horses and was an accomplished gymnast, although as a gymnast she slowed down as she filled out.As she grew up before my eyes, I couldn’t help but notice how tight and perfect her body was becoming. It felt so wrong; she was a little more than half my age and barely legal —14 is the age of consent in this country, and Mila was now 15— she was far too young for me.Even. We discovered the Destroyers attacked, invaded and then destroyed two Azloc planets.“The Azloc are conquering other advanced species to commandeer their industrial capacity to fight the Destroyers. The refugees say the Azloc are poor communicators. They use a primitive translator and say little.”“What about telepathy?” Celia asked.“Many of the species are telepathic and say they cannot communicate with the Azloc,” Linda replied. “The Azloc are known to use psychic powers and are resistant to.