Ah! He clicked – he’d seen him at one of the many rap concerts he’d attended. The alien looked like notoriously awful rapper Too $hort. “Mmmm�...�yeah…,” Dick Pound mused, “If you could go ahead and tell me who you are, that would be great…”“YEAH YEAH,” the alien responded in caps, “REAL PLAYAS UP IN HERE NOW. REPRASENT.”The alien’s response of some Too $hort lyrics confirmed Dick Pound’s suspicions – the alien was Too $hort, and spoke only in caps, much like the lyrics to the song “Yo Neck, Yo. " I removed the flush handle, for good measure, so he couldn't flush the fucking thing, not that he would ever dare to cross me. He looked very sick to his stomach. "Don't look sick yet, wait until after you eat all that teenage boy shit." Then I stepped out and closed the door. It took the boycunt almost an hour, but at last he emerged looking as green as the Port-O-Potty fiberglass. He had tried to wash the shit stains from his mouth and face. I could see that his tight young smooth tummy. "Instead of answering me, you simply swallow my cock again and go back to the blowjob you had already started. After a bit though, you let me slide out of your mouth and still holding me in your hand, slide up so that your head is on my shoulder again."That was a nice way to wake up, thank you." I say as I lean down and kiss you there on my shoulder. Leaning your head up, your lips meet mine, and I reach down for your chest as we lock into an intense kiss out of nowhere."Wow where the hell did. Jack rolled over "Can you do that to my arsehole?" I wiped the juices from the sofa and smeared them over her arsehole and quickly slipped a finger inside. Jack reached behind and pulled her cheeks apart "more fingers please" I add another finger and finger fuck her arsehole."Oh thats nice Popsy" my other hand was stroking her clit and she was loving it."I love that Popsy, please remember that wont you, oh fuck fuck?" as she came again.Jack turned to face me, she still had her eyes closed "Come.