On the bed were the books of photographs and a strange metal cylinder with a spray nozzle on one end."What the hell is this?" I said as I picked it up....I put it in the drawer with the pictures of the girls.With a sigh I thought, 'I realized the aliens were not going to allow me to kill myself by my own hand. So I will have to figure out another way.''No we're not going to let you kill yourself. We have invested too much into you to allow you to do that, ' Nadil said as she appeared in the room.I. I could see you are still hard as a rock. ‘God I want to fuck you’. You look up at me; it took one look at me to know what I wanted.We kiss again. I feel your cock brush against my bare thigh. I open my legs willing you to fuck me. You lift one of my legs around your waist and move your cock in between my legs, slowly rubbed my clit with it, teasing my pussy. I moan. You kiss my neck. You push further in, finding my pussy lips. I hold my breath. Then you enter me. You slid your cock in further. After we were clean, he dried us with a towel. He pulled the sheets off and put them in the washing machine. He came back with new sheets. Then he laid me on top of them again and kissed me again. He played with my boobs again and pushed a finger in my pussy.He fingered me deeply. I felt horny. My pussy was sore, but his fingers massaged me inside. I moaned.“This is your G-spot, baby,” And he rubbed there.“Aah, yes, Ajay.”“Yes, feel it. Your moans are arousing me again. Yes, make me hard,. She explained how she felt better and less lonely when she browsed sites on the internet and how she chatted to other lonely people in the same position as herself and how that was how it all started. I told her I understood what she was saying and admitted to her that I spent a lot of time exploring porn on the internet also.She asked if that was her fault for been a bad mother and not setting a good example, I assured her that it wasn't and that I hadn't known about her internet passtime.