So imagine his surprise when he'd started having wet dreams about his twin brother.He knew it was wrong. Knew it was sick. Did everything he could to ...urb it, get rid of it, but it just got worse. The more intense the dreams got the more he found himself paying attention to Sean during the day. The way the light would catch Sean's hazel eyes and make the gold stand out. The way his fingers moved when he shuffled cards. The way he smelled, because they still had to share a bed. He'd watch Sean.. Humans were going to play a significant part in this battle, but we were not going to worry about that now.The humans on this version of Earth were offered a choice: they could join the Galactic Police Force and spend a lot of their time fighting the fish or they could choose to return to the savage life-style they had before we showed up {Guess which choice all but three families made.}. The released slaves also wanted to join the GPF.Meanwhile, we returned to our Earth for a short vacation.. Finally he lets me up. I try to catch my breath, can feel slobber on my chin.‘You will learn to take it all and bigger cocks too. I know you were trying boy, you deserve a reward, suck my balls.’He lifts his legs more displaying his balls and I move my head down and start licking them, getting them all wet.‘That’s it faggot, wash them balls for me. Suck them into your mouth and worship my balls. Maybe if you do a good job, I will let you lick my asshole next. Nothing like a fag tongue sliding. Her ass was being stretched and strained. The sensations coursing through her were a mixture of pleasure and pain. Slowly, ever so slowly, Bobby’s cock moved deeper and deeper into her tight rear channel, thrilling her more and more each centimeter it advanced. Bobby gripped Lana’s hips and maintained steady pressure, forcing his cock inexorably into her quaking body. ‘So…tight,’ he groaned, ‘Oh, God, Lana, it feels too good!’ Gradually, his thighs began to press against Lana’s and he felt her.