Normally, I wouldn't go to this sort of conference, but my local gaming group was having a small convention, so we were in the hotel as well.Let me in...roduce myself. My name is Rob Carpenter, and I am 38 years old. I've always been fascinated by mind controlled sleeping women, negligees, and big busts. I hadn't planned on what happened and wasn't expecting it at all. But like the saying goes, strike when the iron is hot.It was Friday night, and about 1 in the morning. We had all been unusually. I said I would. He said I better agree to whatever he said. I said I would. He asked me if I was a fucking whore. I said Yes, I am. He asked if I was a cockteasing bitch. I said I was. He slapped my tits, which were red and tender from the men, and I almost cried out, then he slapped my face and told me to shut up unless he spoke to me. He asked me if I was a slut who liked being ****d, and I said I was. He had me suck him off, which I was relieved about with my cunt and ass so sore and aching,. Later if was regular life, we were together in our wedding and she was running here and there as she was the only one to do all kind of helping stuff in their family, her hubby Raj (name changed)was busy with his friends and relatives, and in a happy mood of marriage, i got chance 2 – 3 times to touch snehal while the ceremony, i felt her silky hands and was taken aback, how soft and silky they were, i just had the feeling of fucking her once in life, Once regular life started we (Me and My. Not to mention that he had said he wasn’t human. She had just been fucked by an alien, and she had liked it. But aliens?? This was huge for Earth, but she couldn’t just go around telling people she had just met an alien, and that he had fucked her neither the less. They would just think she was crazy, and lock her up in a mental hospital. She had to just forget about it. She had to get out of here, and when she said here she meant out of this city. Brandon or I guess whoever was going to come.