She put on a tape of rock music, with a slow, heavy beatand a lot of sax. She lit some incense and said, “You wanted toknow what I do in the...entertainment industry. Well, Aunt Sally’sgonna entertain you.” I was so excited. Sally walked around behind the pool tableand stood with her back to me. She shot me a sultry “fuck me”smile over her shoulder as she deftly slipped off her robe, let-ting it fall to the table in one swift, catlike motion. . " Is your species capable of love?" Very much so, Revekah, great love."Suddenly nervous again, she stared over the edge of the bed, and then scooted to the foot, sitting next to him. She experimentally prodded at the floor with her toe and watched as the tubes and filaments quivered and seethed in response. Then she noticed an almost imperceptible tickling and looked closer to notice a number of very fine thread-like cilia extending out to touch and explore her foot. Instinctively she jerked. Brunette with shoulder-length hair, around 5’7-8”, very slim and probably a B cup. She was wearing sneakers, denim shorts cuffed just a little bit above her knees and a tight-fitting red team T-shirt. She was able to serve beer so she had to be at least eighteen.Everyone had turned to see us when we had walked in. A couple of guys stared at bit longer at Kelly. Her cleavage was out for all to see and her long hair is always a show-stopper. It was Jennifer though that had the hardest time. I wasn’t quite there, and I knew it would take too long to get me there, but I wanted to cum again, so I pulled out and did a one-arm pushup while I jacked on my cock. It felt sticky, but I didn’t care. With my hand on it, I was able to get there within thirty seconds, but about the time I spurted, my arm gave out and I fell back down on top of her. My cock spit aimlessly on her abdomen and made a mess, but her hands on my back, made it clear she didn’t care.Sex can be messy business. It’s.