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Though nothing is stopping him from propping himself up and touching her breast with his cock—he just can’t be bothered. With a sigh of exhaustion... his heavy head drops like a rock back onto his pillow. He stares up at the dark ceiling and reflects on how he came to be too spent to play with those breasts he adores so much.The alien gazes over at the shadowy silhouette of Rachele’s swollen belly, which towers above the mattress like a geometrically perfect hill. He reaches out and gently lays. I had to do it slowly because of the size of it. It took a couple of minutes but I finally had the entire length down my throat. I held him like that for a minute to feel his cock jumping and twitching. I slowly started going up and down on his hard shaft. I reached between his legs and started playing with his balls.Now he was fucking my face. He started going faster and harder. I could tell he was close to cumming. I took my mouth off his cock long enough to tell him, “Please cum in my mouth. More

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