As Sandra's mind whirled off into the firework illuminated universe called orgasm, she was vaguely aware of alien fingers spreading her labia, and an ...alien finger entering her vagina, oh so gently and oh so excitingly.As she came down from her first alien induced orgasm, Sandra was aware that there was an alien finger penetrating her in a place nobody had ever been allowed before. She set up an automatic screech of outrage at the penetration of her anus, and the alien withdrew at once to a safe. He left and I knew he wouldn’t be back. It isn’t his style. Callie was shivering with fright and anger. I took her a glass of wine and drew a hot bath. ‘You get in here and relax. I’ll get us some supper and we’ll sort this all out later. Don’t worry. I’ve got your back.’ That last line got a reaction from Callie, a snicker and slight grin. ‘Hey, cowboy, you can have the front too if you play your cards right.’ The fire pit on the back porch was glowing with hot oak coals and I threw a London. My master pulled his dick from my mouth and pulled me up by my hair. He turned me around and began to knead the globes of my ass. He yanked my panties down, slightly ripping them but not completely and had me step out of the flimsy material. He then pushed me towards the glass and bent me over, my hands resting on the frame of the window. That's when I noticed another group of men, cocks in hand, jerking off to me being used. I heard a wet popping sound from my master and realized that he must. For a moment she hesitated. She loved her brother, yes, but this wasn't him. Would she be used by anybody? "Bitch, you forgot something. You're a slave, and as long as,your master wants, you can be anybody's slut" the prude voice spoke. Mark began pushing his pole inside, enjoying the warmth of teen cunt early in the morning. Megan watched as it went in, and her female hormones took over. She noticed the others form a line behind him, as he began to fuck her violently. She was doing this for.