There's almost no blood: it's a light day for her. In a way, you're glad she's having her period; it proves that your victim is a woman, not a littl... girl. Your heart quickens at the sight of her sweet puss. It's very small, quite hairless and undoubtedly tight--you can almost feel it around you, squeezing your cock with the desperate expertise which comes only to the dying woman! You leave her tank top. She looks cute in it, firm proud breasts pressing insistently against tight, white. " Lewis never managed to reach the end of his sentence.Procol held up his hand, in response to the sound of the approaching party."Sorry Lewis, work now - stories later."Lewis nodded, and turned to watch the guests arrive. There was the usual assortment of aliens, including some blobs. Now, Lewis had never really hit it off with blobs - ever since that time on Rigel 177.Male blobs were so possessive - I mean - he had been drunk, very drunk, What's more, she came onto him! Only trouble was,. He heard her cry out but then the cry turned to the ecstasy of orgasm as her cunt gripped his fingers and he felt her juice flood over his tongue. He didn’t waste any time with asking if she was comfortable as he pulled his sticky finger from her now ragged hole, he just bent both her legs back over his wide shoulders and forced the swollen knob of his big cock past her cunt lips and started fucking inch after inch of his long shaft up her. Bent double as she was she could hardly breathe, just. The sandals were the low heeled ones Iwore the previous day which would be fine for the time I was going towear them. Once the wig had been fitted again, Alex produced a whitestraw sunhat and a pair of her big sunglasses to wear. I wasn't soscared to look in the mirror this time and with the hat and sunglasses,I thought I didn't look too bad. Time was ticking by and Nin had arrived with the taxi and we said ourgoodbyes in the apartment as we didn't want to risk anyone seeing us alloutside. We.