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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I was lying on an examination table in the middle of an extraterrestrial saucer. A gaggle of gorgeous, fully-nude aliens surrounded me, both male and female, each more stunning than the last. Sparkling antennae twitched, iridescent skin shimmered.

Before I could even utter a bewildered squeak, I felt a probe sliding into my mouth. It gently manipulating my tongue and lips. My body responded instinctively, parting its pearly gates to accept the proffered pleasure. As my slick folds yielded to the alien’s touch, I realized each probe corresponded to a throbbing cock, expertly coaxed to readiness.

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Storming Area 51

Posted 1 month ago by Zoey

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Amber, Kayla and I talked one day about what sort of cryptids and other creatures might be hidden at Area 51.  Kayla said she was sure there were skinwalkers there.  I shuddered at the thought.  If there’s one cryptid I never want to run into, it’s skinwalkers.  Amber piped up that she’d heard there were mermaids tucked away somewhere in the compound.  I know there are real aliens hidden away in there, hopefully some with tentacles.  Suddenly, I jumped up and exclaimed that the three of us needed to devise a plan and strom Area 51 together!  We could probably sneak right in and search the compound and find out all they’re hiding in there.

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extra-terrestrial blog

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

They say the oldest profession adapts to anything. Mon Dieu, they were not wrong. Here I am, French as a baguette, running my little ’boutique sensuelle’ on Rue St. Dennis in beautiful Montreal (sweet bebe, you thought I was Parisienne French, didn’t you?). The clients? Well, that’s where it gets…interesting. You see, most of them aren’t human. They’re not even from planet earth.

Take tonight. My appointment, a Xylorian (pronounced “Sy-lor-ee-anne”) named Gleep, looked like a particularly disgruntled pile of amethyst-colored jello. Four eye-stalks, all twitching. He’s from a species that primarily communicates via bioluminescent mucus, which, let me tell you, makes for some truly messy pillow talk. And the smell! Like fermented algae and existential dread, even with the station’s advanced atmospheric scrubbers. But, c’est la vie, Gleep pays in rare crystals, which are currently trending on the galactic market. He also (naturally) leave quite the trail of slime after he cums.

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alien abduction and naughty probing

Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402

Last night I had the strangest dream and I just have to tell you about it. It might sound odd and unbelievable, but it happened in my dream, or was it a dream? I dreamed of an alien abduction and naughty probing, and it was intense and erotic.

It started when I was in my bed, lying peacefully and looking hot in my booty shorts and a tank top with no bra so my tits were visible. Suddenly, I was awakened by a loud noise and bright lights at my bedroom window as a huge object came closer and closer. My window flew open, and I was raised up off my bed, levitated, and moved towards the window and then through it! I was so scared, and I couldn’t move or scream.

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Freaky Double Cocked Alien: I woke up naked on a cushioned bed in a room made of metal walls and floor.  The seams of the room seemed bolted together.  I couldn’t be on some sort of ship.  How in the world did I even get here?

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