What just makes everything twice as bad is when you discover that the poor misguided folks that have been aiding and abetting your nasty alien visitor...like things this way, and take a rather unhelpful attitude towards your kindly humanitarian assistance.Today was a perfect example ... and as usual my timing and luck was pretty shitty. We were surrounded now and about to be under attack from three sides at once. Inside the doorway of the consular house, I could sense just with the rising hairs. " Her mother could hardly speak with the wonderful sensation of her daughter's fingers between her pussy lips. Emily then took her fingers out and licked them clean, as she had learned from her mother. "How do you like the taste of my cunt baby?" "Oh I like it, it tastes lovely. Can have some more?" Emily asked eagerly. "Yes... in fact..." "What is it mummy?" "Here, I'll show you." Alena took hold of her daughter's hand again and guided it to her pussy, which by this time was. Me: Now what?She: Sh… sh.I could hear her place her bag down, going to the bathroom, getting refreshed, even having a bath, make a tea and come back. All of this was making me impatient and I wanted to return to my dignity. I thought it would be some hot sex but something wasn’t right. I didn’t know what to ask so,Me: What do you want me to do?She: Nothing, just stay there.Me: I don’t want to sit any longer. This wait is killing me. I am going to get something to eat.“No”, she barked. “Get down. Inside, she was enveloped in the blues and purples of soft neon bouncing off the dark-painted walls, their actual color hard to make out. She walked up to a small lectern where a gorgeous, perfectly made-up twenty-something hostess sat, chatting easily with a dark-haired man who looked to be in his forties. The hostess immediately smiled at her and subtly looked her up and down, not letting any judgement, if she’d made any, show. The man’s eyes seemed to follow her as well, his expression.