Poor Miss Oh had become some sort of mouth fetish experiment for the creatures. She could always be seen on her knees tending to the males with spirit...d enthusiasm. The society was not normally exposed to such activities and the men could not get enough of it. Eventually, the female aliens imitated Miss Oh's technique and were soon servicing the males with the same degree of happy submission.They were under a constant barrage of questions to determine their planet of origin. Sandra knew it was. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with the magazines. I didn't really feel horny this morning, but I couldn't bring myself to return them. And since I didn't want anyone to know I had them, I had to hide them. I looked around my room for a good spot. I didn't want to hide them in my dresser, in the off chance my mom would come in for some reason. Not that that was likely to happen, but I didn't want to chance it. I ended up deciding to hide them in the same place my brother did, under the bed.. She couldn't find the words, not with her standing there. Not with what she already knew. Grabbing a fresh towel, Elaine ran to the shower and washed quickly. She was glad it wasn't a hair-washing day. Flashing her ass at Kendra seemed worse than last weekend. This time she'd been caught in the act. Her pussy was so wet she couldn't believe it. When she was done, she unhooked the shower rose and pointed it at her stiff little clit while she rolled a rock hard nipple, bringing herself off in. I asked her, “aapka naam kya hain,” she replied, “seema.” wow I thought a beauty with a beautiful name, she asked, “ sahab, aapke ghar mein kaun kaun hain.” I replied, “mere siva koi nehi, mein yahan akele rahta hoon.” she said, “thik hain sahab mein 10,000 rupaya lungi mahina, aapke ghar ka sara kaam mein kar dungi, subah 7 baje ko aaungi aur shaam ke 7 baje se 9 baje tak aaungi.” I asked, “ shaam ko aapka jayada der nehi ho jayega.” she said, “nehi sahab ghar paas me hi hain 5 min paidal.