Emily told Mason to lie on his stomach so she could give him a massage. She found massage oil among Mom’s toiletries called Island Passion that was ...upposed to set the mood and arouse sexual desires. She straddled Mason and worked on his back first. He moaned feeling a different type of pleasure.After several minutes, she had him turn over so she could rub his chest. He looked at her face and breasts hovering over him, and rubbed her thighs in appreciation. Suddenly, she felt something solid. Ahem... experimentation.”One part of Emma found this whole scenario outlandish, but the more depraved parts of her found themselves clawing to the forefront. Coyly, Emma looked up at her captors. She would never admit her dark desires in public, but this was an alien spaceship. What better chance to live out her dirtiest thoughts than now?“Yes, push my limits,” said Emma, her lust thinly veiled behind her eyes.After receiving explicit consent as outlined in section 3B of the interstellar treaty. We watched asthey came over the brow of a low hill, there seemed tobe a lot of them; as they got closer we countedseventeen. Timmy said, “I don’t like the look of this.”He looked afraid.“Don’t worry Timmy; I don’t think they’ll hurt us; theymight even know what’s wrong with the scooter.” Thebikers pulled in around us. “What we got here then?”Another said. “Looks like two Mods, out on their own inthe middle of. Upon doing so my stiff cock exulted in its liberation. The look of total wonder on his face was short lived, however, before his head literally smashed into my crotch. The coach gobbled on my dick like a starving hog. Clamped in his thick hairy arms, in a vicelike grip, I couldn’t believe how much of my cock he was able to swallow as his pounding head and salivating mouth, drummed on my dick. Happily spluttering and virtually choking, the coach went totally berserk.Getting into the swing of.