”“So what?” he said, “When has that stopped you before?” I had told him about some of my sex exploits. I smiled at him. “You are fucking h...r, aren’t you?”” Maybe,” I said, teasing him.“Come on man, give me a chance also.”“It won’t be easy. I’ll have to convince her. She’s too scared of her husband getting to know.”“I swear I won’t tell anyone, please man, she’s damn hot.”The next morning, when she came to work, I asked her how she liked my friend Mike.“He’s very chaloo,” she said, “When you. .. Excellent, Android #217! This is exactly the type of male we were looking for. Ship him to us for further processing.The alien android removed a large plastic bag from a hitherto hidden pouch inside her body and slipped it over the sleeping form of Jake Witherspoon. She touched some buttons on a control panel that unfolded from her wrist and Jake simply disappeared. A few moments later, Jake's body reappeared in the same plastic bag, but this time there was no sign of life.The alien placed. I slid my finger in between her swollen lips, back and forth feeling her hot and slippery pussy, June bent down nearer the table giving me better access and I slipped my thumb inside her.With my thumb inside and two fingers ribbing her clit on the outside June began to pant, I reached around for one of her tits and held it in my hand with her nipple through my fingers. June moved her hand off the table and grabbed my cock nipping it tight in her grip.“Fuck Me,” she cried She retched between her. She stifles a moan, and then another but it is too late. Fingers, tongue and lips work faster, lapping away at the juices flowing freely now. Another moan escapes, louder this time... and another...Yes... yesss.... yessss!!!!.....And alone in the passenger seat you startle, wondering what it is that has roused you from your pleasant reverie.You hear it again, more insistent this time; and as your foggy brain finally comes to, you recognise it for what it is: the honk of a car horn. Looking.