His little banjo string was a shade lighter than the flesh around it and I concentrated my efforts there, rolling the tip of my tongue along it, as La...ra licked his balls. Steve made a sort of grunt as Laura joined me, licking the exposed flesh of his deep pink cock, which was now bobbing every second or so in time with his heart beat. Steve stroked my hair as my mouth closed around the end of his cock. It was such a beautiful sensation, feeling that pulse against my tongue, along with the. Beside me, two other guys had the fridge door open and were fisting their stiffies, bathed in the light from within. The outside of the fridge had been scrawled all over in permanent marker, with offensive sexual phrases and lewd doodles, making it look like the walls of a pub toilet cubicle. The contents of the fridge was festooned with stands of sperm, and the two boys were clearly working on adding to the sticky webs covering all the food inside. I patted them on the shoulders to encourage. "He reached over and kissed her tenderly."It's been a wonderful birthday. Thank you Honey." Oh, your birthday's not over yet. Just wait til we get home," she smiled coyly.He returned her smile, conjuring mental images of Marcy in one of her flimsy and revealing negligees. Since they had married, Marcy had worked hard to make herself more attractive to him. She had joined a fitness club and worked out religiously each day. She had also been taking over the counter hormones to increase her bust. I’m guessing we’re talking something ... less human and more ... otherworldly.”“Otherworldly, as in ‘sent by God’, or otherworldly as in, some visiting alien overlords conducting experiments on us with an anal probe while we slept?” Al asked, teasing her for her choice of language.“Well, since our abilities break virtually every rule of science we currently understand, I doubt anyone would just suddenly figure out how to trigger such widely disparate skills. It may not have been visiting.