Aimoo.com/d day: Linda was a tall, six-foot platinum blond, with small tits, and a runway models body, Stacy was Italian, five-four, with huge breasts...and long black hair. Her body was thin, but more curvaceous. They just got finished with a morning of tennis, and now they were in the locker room. They only went there to dry themselves with towels, and rest a bit (neither of them liked to shower in public). Stacy looked over at Linda, watching as she slid the towel up and down her tanned legs,. “We do not ask,” I say. “We tell them. The ones I meet are stupid, they do not hunt, only do empty shows for humans, play as fools. If you tell them they will follow you as leader, come with us where we take them. If the humans give food as I tell Maggie they will stay when we leave.”“Then I will tell them,” says Kitik. “For this time I will be their leader. But only to take them to that place. Then we find our pod again.”“Yes,” I say. “We go to find the pod. And then there will be very great. “Who was your first?” the boy asked. Her eyes met his and lingered there. She saw right through his ploy to divert the focus from himself, but decided to humour him anyway.“My priest,” she replied with a grin, settling into the armchair opposite his. She watched in amusement the look of disbelief on his boyish face.“Father Moss,” she continued, swirling the wine in her glass before taking a sip. “As divine a creature as ever entered into God’s service. From the moment I saw him I knew I had to. I reached her pants and opened it. She looked away as she felt shy. She wore a pink g string and was very wet, I slid of the panties and discovered a clean shaven swollen pink pussy. She was completely naked in front of me. I thought my dick is going to burst with all the pressure.I took of my boxers and my dick sprung up to salute her. She looked at it and had a face of worry and excitement. I parted her legs and started to lick her. She was pulling my hair to stop it as she couldn’t control.