Rooney looked at her sister with contempt. Yes she had planned this 'honey trap' but she had never been pregnant and never given birth. Rooney knew what it was like, Kate didn't.
She looked up at her sister, she looked like she had run to save her soul. Her wild bush, her bigger breasts, her height...she could ride Patrick and not sound like a failed porn-star. She used the bed post to twirl around to the side of the bed.
"It's mine turn"
She ran her hand Kate's face, she twisted away like her young son when he didn't want food. So childish.
"Yes it is."
Both sisters turned, Patrick showed his rock hard erection to them as he spoke. Rooney was excited, he wasn't used up. NASA Viagra, Kate was repulsed.
"What?" she muttered.
But she was completely ignored, Patrick couldn't even see her. Rooney because her sister was a stuck up bitch. A sudden chill went down her spine and she wanted to stop Rooney but she had dropped her babydoll, more slowly than and seductively than Kate, and was having her breast touched by Patrick.
Kate tried to pull on her robe her right arm and around her waist. She tried to pull it on but gave up. It trailed in her wake like a cape as she left for the bathroom.
Her hand in Rick's large one he handled her like he was helping her out of a carriage. He lowered her with grace to the bed, wet with her sister's sweat. Rick kissed her, getting her high, but Rooney was already in a good place. He felt her firm ass as she leaned back like a cat purring.
Rick wanted to kiss her with a stronger dose but she pushed him away.
"forget safe sex" she held his face in her hands "...you're dangerous."
Rick reassessed this one, he let loose kissing and fondling her breasts and face.
Kate had attacked the faucet, gulping down water like there was none left. Refreshed she slicked back her hair and turned on the taps for a bath. Something unwound in her brain, chemical changes were happening inside of her brain and womb in ways she couldn't imagine.
A sheet covered their bodies, like Kate before, but it came off. He thrust deep into Rooney her face an O of pleasure and pain. Rick fucked without hesitation, he barely thrust into this new girl, more efficient than ever before. She reacted with more passion than Kate, he was dangerous.
"Oh!" she gasped.
He grunted again.
"Oh my God! Oh!'
"OOFH!"
He ejaculated once, then again.
"OOFH!"
Spent he collapsed onto Rooney as her hand went from the small of his back to trapped under his armpits.
Kate fancied herself as Cleopatra in a modern adaptation. She was captivated by her own beauty. It was a trick of the alien seed to keep her close to Patrick. Her nipples were stiff and poked through the thin fabric of the gown as she examined her body in the mirror.
Her hands ran down the front of her robe, as one hand with long fake nails touched her girls, they felt fuller as if already growing with pregnancy. She touched one and saw milk in the reflection but she seemed not to care.
Patrick rallied as he hammered her again.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" orgasmic bliss was finally overloading Rooney's brain.
Unbeknownst to Rick the human in his was failing. A grey head burst from his flawless back. The tentacle was like a large grey, blind worm that was seeking something. It wasn't, it sending a message.
An overdose of pleasure made Rooney close her eyes and twist her head away.
As Kate rubbed her stomach as she felt a sudden surge of heat.
Rick had at least eight tentacles emerging randomly from his body, used to entrap hosts they were free for the first time in billions of years...