I know they couldn’t possibly have heard my voice, but the mind link or whatever that the gray guys had used to talk to teen us must have still been active. “Yes,” I yelled at my livingroom wall, “I can still hear you and I remember everything about what you did to me.” I stood there staring at the wall wondering what to say or do next when the gray guy who called himself Nine sort of shimmered into existence next to me. “You aren’t supposed to remember,” he said slowly. He looked very confused. “Yeah,” I replied, “and I wasn’t supposed to be able to last with your women either, but I did.” Two more gray men appeared next to him. They had that solid, firm-faced look of security people. “And I think I know why,” I said, folding my arms over my chest. “If you take me back to your ship, I will try my best to get all your women pregnant.” I heard a giant, “WHAT!!!” that had to be hundreds, if not thousands of minds crying out at the same time. “I don’t mean that I’m going to do it all myself,” I interracial stammered out. “I wouldn’t mind doing my part, but if I am right about what I think is happening, I may have a way to solve your problem.” Several more gray men shimmered into existence around me. Two of them were holding communications pads of some sort. I waited a moment to see if any more were going to join us, then I explained the pacemaker in my brain. japanese I told them that evidently the perfume the pink women give off causes the men to have some sort of a premature orgasmic seizure. If they could duplicate my hardware they could go back to making babies– or just having fantastic sex– the proper way. With the pacemaker holding back the seizures, it wasn’t until I actually entered the woman and she started milking me that I lost control, and that was evidently at the right time. W, it’s the middle of the night and I’m sitting in my doctor’s office writing this to you on my laptop while the gray guys and some of the pink men and women go through all his records finding out as much as they can about my brain pacemaker. They say we have to go to California next to get some information from the manufacturer. Then we are going back to their ship. It only took an instant to get to California. I’m now in some engineer’s office somewhere. They seem to have everything they need now. They have even gotten a couple of the devices and the electrode webs. The gray guy has told me that they can’t leave me behind. I have seen too much and their memory eraser doesn’t work on me. I told them it was OK. I had said I was willing to go back to their ship. I haven’t ever had much in the way of relationships or made much of myself here on earth and traveling through space might be interesting. Besides, I will be able to get all the pink pussy I can handle for the rest of asian my life. W, I have to wrap this up. The gray guy says we have to go before it gets light. Tell my sister that I said I went to visit Mister Sunglasses. That was my imaginary friend when babe I was little. She will think I fell off the wagon, got hold of some nasty shit, and have gone off with a bunch of my old druggie friends. She’ll take care of selling all my stuff... or putting it in storage. Tell her to sell it. I won’t be back. She looks back over her shoulder, "fuck me daddy. She utterly helpless, in the truest sense of the word. Lee also wanted to have a feel and offered similar compliments. "Well, I'm sacrificing so I can make out with my pretty wife for as long as possible. I too have abandoned all dignity and am calling to the men who pass by, begging for anyone just to touch my clit enough to push me over into the white eternity of orgasm. My hands ran up her sides, taking control as I slowly backed her into the wall, pressing my hard body against hers as she moved eagerly to meet me, my tongue sliding against her lips as she moaned, her nipples hardening under her shirt, hands frantically pulling at teen my belt.... When the interracial big orgasms finally stopped I lay babe flat and started giggling. I want to not care when I see people judging me. japanese I don’t want people to giggle when the shy girl turns pink when a romantic moment happens in a book she’s reading. “No,” I gasped, spreading my legs wide. A moment of deep breathing passed, followed by a loud pop as Jane let his dick slip from her mouth. I nipped her clit asian with my teeth, a light graze.