You're the man with the mental power, so it's going to be you doing the talking."I took the phone. "It'll be Ellen and I together. You want to join in...?" Um, no, probably not a good idea. I'm afraid I might let something slip that might be some kind of identifier." Sure. But I'd like you to stick around until we're done. Depending on how it goes, you can help us strategize our next move." Absolutely!"For the next hour, we sat around and speculated about how best to get our point across. It. Our Union has never started a war, but you may take the following resolution to your Queen. This Assembly is tired of hearing the laments of family members who lost loved ones to slavers and knowing they ended up on Togar markets to be purchased and devoured. Should our fleet come across a vessel of any nation or society that carries Union citizens against their will, it will be considered an act of war and the commanding officer of that Armada has the full authority to retaliate with all. She was in her own world completely focused on the pleasure sensations my tongue and fingers were imparting. She started to convulse and the first squirt of syrupy fluids shot into my mouth. I greedily drank it down. ‘Oh fuck Bill … FUCK! … oh my god I’m still cumming’. More of her delicious nectar spurted on my tongue … it was like a geyser erupting. I willingly lapped up every last drop. ‘Bill stop … please enough darling … I can’t take anymore, not yet baby’. I released my dental grip on her. I had barely managed to get halfway into my mums pussy, when her gorgeous eyes darted open, staring at me, straight into my eyes. She must have woken up when I first entered her hot tight pussy from me stretching her tight pussy and reaching places my dad clearly dreamed about.I stopped, frozen in my tracks as I had clearly been caught red handed with my hand in the cookie jar. Except this was 100% worse, being the cookie jar was my own mother's tight wet pussy. I couldn't explain it. So before.