PART 4 - FINALE OF JUICY JACYS

time's up! no details from the alien means JUICING JACYS begins now.....;9)
wo dei kong toh (we talked until), jacys was led by dearie into her hotel room.
when the door was closed behind them, dearie was really feeling hot and bitchy now. the effect of the whiskey was taking it's horny toll on her.
she grabbed jacys. she grabbed him there...squeezing and juicing away. our alien from pluton's antenna shot out and up...it wasn't from the head. it was from the groin!
the bulge was exploding there. it was getting hard. it has to be unzipped. if not it might fractured...poor alien!
dearie knew what to do next. she squatted and unzipped his pants. when she kneeled to do that, her pinkily flushed boobs cleavage were even more amazing in bird-eye's view.
jacys wasn't as primitive as he looked. his opened palm swinged into action, cupping those monstrous pinks. squeezing and juicing as it went....like he was milking a cow.....hahahaha...;9)....sorry, how would u expect me to describe the mammary glands?......;9)
dearie: yips!!...oh my god!!.....thongs...red brilliant thongs...oh jacys....i m really high now!.....( she let off an operatic soprano)
a big wide smile flashed across our alien's face. with a gentle tug, off went dearie's tight tees. another tug at her tight skirt, off it dropped to the floor.
jacys: yippy hi ho!!....g-strings....great!!! brilliant lime green...my favorite color!! (he also let off an operatic soprano!)
their lips locked. the tongues were having a tug of war insides those wet moist mouths. jacys lifted dearie. dearie crossed her fair long legs over his stout firm 6packers abs. she hold him tighter. he embraced her tiny waist closer. (if i m not wrong, jacys should have 2 big blue blacks on his chest from the two powderful big boobs...;9)
they were doing a walking kamasutra. jerkily, jacys staggered towards the welcoming bed with dearie hobbling up and down. oh great!! antenna made contact with pussy...they were united...
gently and softly, he laid her down at the edge of the bed. the ramping and bonking began. the moans...the groans...the whizzing and gasping of breathes.....the locking of the lips..smooching away.....
then it was a different position. the wheelbarrow...her legs were held high up on his chest...fully inverted. he sucked her toes. his fingers were also busy fiddling her. she moans even bitchier...louder...and louder...they went.
the whole of sinkieland would have heard the animalistic gruntings hadn't it been saved by the rumbling of the thundery sky...and flashes of lightnings streaked across the dark morning sky...
they shagged and they shagged....just like dearie described in one of her thread. they shagged from midnight till dawn.....
at the break of the first daylight, jacys had vaporised. gone with his spaceship. no where was he in sight. all that remained was...oh well...his brilliant red thongs. a gesture of remembrance of love to dearie with his full BO still attached.
dearie was still in perfect bliss after the multi biggies she had. a big satisfied smirk ran across her face. she was giggling. her pinky flush had since subsided. she giggled more..in her sweet romantic dream.

....end of juicy jacys....PART 2: the return of baby jacys - the seed???...yes, yes??
rating please...thank you......;9)