It was nearing nightfall, the time when everyone sought shelter against the plummeting temperatures. Not her though: she was on a mission. The goal, to find the elusive MILF. Many had claimed to have succeeded; none had ever offered any visual or physical proof. There! A flash of green on the horizon. She opened the throttle wide. Just like my mouth will be when I catch him, she chortled. When she caught up with the running figure, it turned at bay and lifted its long, thick erect phallus in defiance. ‘Yes!’ she cried out. The Martian I’d like to fuck!
Spank Me Hard! ... Please? 
I like this play on the MILF theme. Very creative 🙂
~ Marie
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Thanks, Marie. Been a long time.
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That is funny!
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That you, nora. Little Green Men are not so little. Who knew?
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A marvellous piece of flash fiction, and I’m left with a big smile on my face.
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Thank you so much. I aim to please. 🙂
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Thank you so much for choosing my Martian as the top three. Was not expecting that at all.
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I had real trouble deciding which pieces to choose for the other two spots, but this one was an automatic decision. Thank you for taking the prompt and twisting it to make such an ace tale.
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Lovely to see you on my blog. Thanks for visiting and letting me know! I’ve added you to my roll… for a while I thought you had thrown in the towel for good!
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I never throw in the towel, fondles. It gets lost in the wash on occasion though. 🙂
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I love the twist here. And the idea of the Martian is now on my mind! Missy x
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It honestly was the first thing that popped into my head when I read MILF. Martians and Mars has always had a strong grip on humans. Thanks as always.
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That was hilarious!
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