I can get you the morning after pill, Julie."She was still rigid, still arrow straight on the bed, her hands at her sides, her belly still poking up i...to the air. All her thoughts were replaced suddenly by the thought that a tiny little life might be in there already, not yet with a beating heart, but getting bigger as two cells became four, and then ten and then hundreds.Now, instead of feeling like her womb was being sacrificed, she felt like it was being honored... lifted up in celebration. The wetness on the skin makes it lookglossy under the lights of the cloak-room. Two or three veins arevisible. I remove my left hand from my testicles and grab Christine’spanties, that tiny piece of cotton still impregnated with her scent. I hold the panties in front of my penis and prepare to wet them. Contracting my buttocks, I push forward as I feel the flow of spermmoving closer to the outside world. Then a jet of white, thick liquidis expelled from my pulsating penis and. ’ as his voice faded. She stopped her oral pleasuring of him for a minute as she asked him why it had been so long if he could come to Earth and make love to mortal women. ‘Because’, he told her, ‘I was waiting for you to grow up and be available so I could come and love you, and here I am and here you are.’ She then moaned and held him even closer feeling the surprising warmth of his body as she began to kiss, lick and suck him yet again. ‘Mmmmmmmm,’ he began to moan and soon he was cumming.. Mrs Jones glanced at me and smiled "Well, I think there's a seat over by the changing rooms" so I left them to keep looking at the rows of new clothes and sat down in a small seat next to the changing room entrance, and after ten minutes or more they finally came wandering over with an armful of underwear and other clothes."We'll be a few minutes!" grinned Mrs Jones as they walked pass me.I watched them head into two cubicles, one next to the other and then carried on looking at my phone, but.