“Will you destroy me?” - frowned clone.

- What for? - I did not understand the brain of the ship, - We will merge all thirty billion minds into one, more precisely, we will supplement it and send you back to Earth.

- And my brain will not burst? - Tasha was amazed.

- No, of course - these will be general impressions, hundreds of millions of alike will merge into one.

- Ok, girls, I'm leaving you, unfortunately, my time is up. Waiting for your speedy return, little sister, ”said Nath, and dissolved into an imaginary World, returning to her real world.

- How does she do it? I didn’t understand anything, - I again stared at her blond face Mozya’s amazement, and how did she know everything?

“She is the original,” Tashka grinned, “and although we seem perfectly similar, both inside and out, I feel that she may have something that is not available to me.” She gave me knowledge about everything that happened to her during my absence and took all of mine.

- How did she give and take? - Nothing understood the brain of the ship, in which cryogenic memory was concentrated almost all the knowledge of the planet Striptonian at the time of departure.

- She explained to me, but I can not.

- Let me look? Only the travel method of her superego. Well, please, please, Tashka, - Mozhe finished.

“But only the method and nothing else,” allowed a copy of Natasha.

“You were right,” the blonde said after a second, coming out of her stupor, “this is not available to our wise men.”

“Maybe enough about that.” You promised me hot touches and passionate hugs with sensual kisses. When do we start?

- OU! How did you sing, my little bird! - laughed blond. “Now you will experience the joy of the love of the sexiest woman of the entire galaxy.” The memories of trillions of men and women, both Striptonian and Zemlyanskih, are concentrated in my memory.

***

- What is it? - the dugout was amazed, having thrust a hand in a crotch of the alien maiden.

“I went on about your consciousness,” said the white-haired woman passionately covering the face and neck of her friend, “you oppose same-sex love, although you like me.” And you are even ready to step on the throat of your song ... In short, I thought up. I do not want to become a man, but some part for the pleasure of you, I will change.

“Thank you, sweet,” Tasha said, gently kissing Mosi’s sweet lips.

You should not sin against the truth - they were really sweet, recalling the taste of figs, and the tongue of intersex, created by the brain of the ship, was of cherry taste. On the upper lip of a beautiful blonde, upon closer inspection, a dugout was discovered with small, white hairs ending in a small drop of dew, each. Having run her tongue over them, Tasha felt the taste of birch sap, so loved by her in infancy. Pulling away from the blonde, she frowned brow and said:

- Again? Did you dig into my brain again?

- No! Tasha-tarakashechka. I gained this knowledge before you got on the ship.

“Well, okay,” she said incredulously, glancing at her friend’s face, “if so, now it will be, in my opinion.”

Suddenly everything changed. Two girls stood on a raft, which was swaying from running through the small waves under it. Interestingly, they were completely naked now.

- Ay! - shrieked Mosechka and grabbed her hands on the shoulders of a friend, what are you doing? How did you do?

- I did it! I so want.

Dugout lowered her eyes down. In this case - it would have sounded more harmoniously: “the sea”. Before her brown eyes framed with fluffy eyelashes appeared two ovoid perfect shape, hidden in a nice leather bag light cream color. The ovoids gleamed with their unearthly beauty, slightly shaded, curled up in a semicircle or bagel, which was not yet ready to soar and harden with a pretty cock.His color was somewhat rough for the perception of the earth individual. It was a steel color with bluish streaks of thick veins. All the absurdity of what was happening was that he began to rise, as if by magic, Tasha had not yet made any attempts to excite him. Soon he rose to the heights, he exposed a bright crimson head with oozing amber drop from its opening. “Probably it is honey?”, Suggested the earth woman, and squatting down with pleasure, she licked a drop.

- Aaaaah! - the owner of the alien thing gasped, - rather suck it! I will be pleased.

- Do not rush! There is a time for everything, - alternately swallowing, licking and licking the trembling ovoids, said the seductress. Having played enough, she began to study the rod of love of her mistress. Licking with her rather big tongue Mauzy's member, from the root to an even more reddened head, she grabbed hold of him with both hands and loaded herself into the pretty mouth, the part of the trunk that remained at large. Pushing her head and licking it with her tongue, she created interesting sounds resembling: "Shi-i-lu-x, shi-i-shl-th-yu-x-i".

During the magical action of the member ran a myriad of magical sparks. Mozhe, as if she wanted to show that she is very pleased. Her friend's legs soon went numb. And although in the unreal World it should not have been felt, but it seemed to girls more real than the one that was waiting for them inside the ship. Getting up to her full height, Tasha was immediately received by Mosei without a hitch. Her member was taken to the halls of passion immediately. She simply planted her victim on the kukan, not allowing the latter to come to her senses. Feeling the sweetness of hardness and warmth in her love womb, the woman of Earth tried to move away in order to feel the pleasure of friction from penetration. Her uterus passionately arrogantly anticipated fertilization. Opening her throat, she trembled in anticipation of unearthly revelations.

Mozechka, realizing that she wanted her love, began to push and push her love ramrod into the barrel of her beloved. She did it harshly, often and quickly, saying: “Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!”. In less than five minutes, she began the injection of love fluid. Her eggs trembled, contracting, freeing themselves from the love juice accumulated over the centuries. All this was more real than reality. Both women screamed in pleasure, orgasm together.

- It was something! - Mozya admired.

“Above all praise,” Tasha added to her, “suddenly her brow darkened,” And my little children miss her there without me. I'll take as I let them float here, frolic.

Mozy looked at Zemlyanskaya with surprise. She opened her mouth to explain that it was not realistic from a practical point of view, but then she shut it.

Crackers - all thirteen cuties floated around the raft. Randomly shaking their eight limbs. They laughed merrily and shouted in their childish language, completely incomprehensible to adults.

- Uva - boo-boo? - twittered girl.

“Boom boom, woo,” her sister answered.

The boys also chirped something in their childish language.

- How did you do that? - Mozya was amazed, - it's just not realistic ?!

“Everything is possible in unreality,” the young mom pouted her lips, “they are bored, let them swim.” I just wanted to see them all. Who wipe them sopelki? - saying this mommy stretched out her hand. One of the cubs gently took off and flew up to mom's hand, froze beside her. Tasha pulled the goat out of his nose and sent the same way back to the sea, making a go-ahead gesture.

Having played enough children whimpered. They wanted to go home to warm soft beds. It was also dinner time. Mom waved her hand and all krakozabriki instantly disappeared.

- come back? - asked Mozya.

- Yes darling! - according to Tasha nodded her head, - I felt good with you. Ever repeat it again?

“At any time, dear,” Mozha smiled, “as soon as you wish ....” Read more →