I made a show of untying the drawstrings and sliding my shorts down. When they hit the floor, I stepped clear and picked them up.“Here’s your priz...,” I said, tossing them at Denise.She swatted them aside, giggling as she did. Then her eyes fell on the bulge in my briefs. Hunger replaced laughter in them. I sat down and prepared to turn over my next card.I flipped a Queen, Denise matched it. We tossed facedown cards on them, then flipped again. My ten beat her seven.“Sure you can handle seeing. He swallowed her juice greedily and pushed his finger in and out of her tight clutching tunnel. He slowly got up over her, kissing his way up to her lips. She gently bit his lip and smiled, she was still shaking slightly as she ran her hands up and down his back. His head was just at the entrance to her pussy. She pushed against him eagerly, wanting him inside her so badly. She whispered in his ear, begging him to take her, that she needed to feel his hardness deep inside her... needed to feel. "Trixy looked over at Stacy. "You're gonna fuck him, you know," she said, as if reading her thoughts. "What!? I am not! I don't even know him! I'm a stripper, not a whore." Stacy couldn't believe what she was hearing. "And he's what, 15 years older!? That's gross!" That's what I thought, too, but he got to me. I came way more and way harder with him then I've ever cum before or since. I've never touched hardcore with a mile long pole, but I'd probably drop my panties and jump him on. I am asking for your help in trying to convince your people to ... become the mates to my kind ... at least for the Itreans that want to be with one that isn’t their kind. I am trying to see how this can be done. To us, having more children from Kelren and Ven’re, is the key to stopping Zilik’s Disease. We have no idea if Zilik or others can ever come up with a cure. We must consider other ideas. Please ... in the name of my people, I must ask that you help find a solution to this. To us, more.