This week with Arlene and Jeff:
..."He thinks, just as all of us do, that you are, indeed, beautiful."
"But I have my bioy - uh, you refer to them as brow ridges," the alien said as she motioned to her forehead, "and these," she added as she shifted her shoulders to emphasize her breasts. Both make me look drastically different from human women.
"Well, the brow ridges are different, but they're obviously sensitive because I have seen you and others… uh, absently caressing them from time to time. And unless I've misinterpreted my husband's expression, he finds them sexy. I can guarantee that he finds your breasts sexy. They are perfect cones with large nipples and seem to have just the right amount of jiggle and sway to please him. We've been married several years, and I have made certain that I know what he finds attractive. When he finally puts his cock in me, I am more than ready. Unfortunately, after he has me so ready, I pass out too quickly."
"I… do not know what to say. I know what an orgasm is - at least the definition of one, but I cannot imagine that happening to me - at least with a male."
"Your men should all be shot," Diana groused.
"As long as they leave me alone, I do not care what they do," the alien said with emphasis.
Adrienné shifted and looked down at herself. "I wish mine were positioned like yours. Mine get in the way sometimes."
Diana chuckled. "Yeah, mine too - sometimes, but with the way my husband reacts, I'll put up with the inconvenience to have him nurse and make over them."
"Nurse? He… sucks on them? Some of the men have tried that with me, but I hated it. My breasts are useless. The machines feed our babies; at least I am told they do. I remember little of my childhood."...
Have a goodun;
Roust