. do you ... oh ... keep calling ... oh ... calling me that?" I asked."Because Zeela Peterson, your name is beautiful, just as you are," he said.Okay,... I now had this 'stranger' narrowed down to less than a handful of men. Part of me thought maybe it was Jimmy trying to make-up with me, but part of me thought it might be someone else. He moved his hand from my ass and brought it around my hip and to the front of my body. I felt his fingers brush my stomach, past my pubic hair, and down to my. I remembered her comments before."If I suck your cock, mistress, can I cum?" You want to suck my dirty cock do you?" She was clearly amused at my predicament."Yes mistress, please may I?" I begged desperately.She rolled off me, her cock slipping out of my sore ass; I missed the feel of it stretching me. I turned around and looked at it, it was very dirty. It was coated in a layer of santorum, a frothy mixture of lube and the contents of my ass. It looked disgusting."You sure you want to lick my. I asked the local AI if there were any record of such an asteroid near miss, and that resulted in nearly a full minute of archive searching. Yes, scientists had found evidence of a near miss roughly that long ago, and the same asteroid was predicted to show up again in around 4 million years. This time, there was a very good chance of an impact with the planet. Well, we didn’t expect to be around at that time, but I suggested that the local AI should warn whoever did live here of the potential. I have to make breakfast. Let me go.” I wore my nighty which was there on the floor since the last night and moved to the kitchen area.Soon I prepared bread-omelet for the breakfast and called for Riya. She came, still nude from the last night I guess.“Beta, kuch pahan to leti?” I enquired.“Kya Mom, Its Diwali. Chill out.” She gave me a morning hug and sat down for the breakfast.Siddhartha listened her and came to the dining area.“Good morning Riya.” He called her.“Hey Dad! When did you come?”.