This ‘island’ we are on is not an island, at all. This is our spaceship. The 32 billion beings we told you were coming have been here all along. I... am not an artificial intelligence. I am the spokesperson for my race.”“Oh!”, was all I could think of to say.“As you surmise, there is no magic switch we can throw to dissolve your governments, but with our ability to totally disarm all existing governments and the fact that we outnumber you 3:1 gives us the power to replace your corrupt governments. .. er... ask you something?" As he spoke the words, he fumbled for something from the pocket of his trousers."Yeah, go on!" Jennifer answered brightly, feeling all at once embarrassed, flattered and slightly aroused by Andy's obvious appreciation of her body. Unthinkingly, she flashed a glance at Andy's groin, and caught her breath as she realized that he had a very visible erection straining in his trousers."Er...um...well, it's like this Jen," Andy continued "I've always kind of been a bit. The other woman was by now going down on her prize voraciously, so her partner did the same, first looking at and admiring the swollen urethra, burtsing with the beings who would soon give their life for her lunch. Both men continued their crying in earnest again, but maybe suprisingly, both were carressing their victors and superiors, one squeezing the woman's hips, the other with his tender hands placed gently on her tattooed back. The men felt there was a fight between good and evil going on. Greg positioned himself, as Rita moved her hands down towards her pussy. Ted snapped off a couple of pictures. The contrast of her nails against her soft pale skin was very dramatic. Rita’s hands rested on her pussy. Her fingers sought out her labia. Ted zoomed in to catch the deep red nails and her red swollen pussy lips. Click, click. God, they looked good! Rita pulled lightly on her labia and Ted saw her inner lips open and he could see her prominent clit.Greg moved towards Rita, she reached.