.." "You liked it when I had my cock in your sweet ass?" "Oh, God, yes, are you fucking k**ding me..." We both began to stroke our cocks as we spok... more and more intensely... "Uncle, imagine my lips around your cock okay?" "Oh, God..." I gasped, as I stroked... "Imagine my lips around your beautiful hard cock, uncle!" "I feel you, my darling. I feel you..." "Yeah?" he gasped, "Oh, now imagine me doing the same, okay", I quivered. "Okay, uncle". "My lips around your cock..." . He could hardly keep himself from shaking with anticipation. Every inch of her carried his favourite tastes and scents. He loved her eager responses in their small, intimate touches: mouth on his ear, breath on his neck, the way her chest hitched when he kissed just below her throat. At this rate they wouldn’t even be able to make the short distance to the bed. She reached down for his belt buckle and fumbled clumsily with the unfamiliar metal, eager to peel back the fabric and get down to the. . and believe me, we did everything and then some. Her only demand in bed was that I keep going until she climaxed. The few times that I simply just gave out from exhaustion before she came were the worst times for me. She'd call me names and belittle me until finally I would do something to get her off. I may have been married, but I had never felt so alone in my life."After about six months of this, I got a call at work one day. It was the police. They found Cindy dead and asked if I could. They had some instruments that detected gravity fluctuations but couldn't see what was causing it.They were warning about strange tides occuring because of the gravity fluctuations but somehow I think that we had a lot to worry about because of the bloody big honking space ships over the cities. No one could see what was happening inside the force fields around the cities and we had no contact with anyone inside. It wasn't looking good because we just didn't know what was happening.We had.