What’s really weird, Hawk, is that other than Maria, I’ve never been able to really talk to a pretty young woman before, much less a beauty like J...an. Yet, it seemed, almost from the beginning, she was teasing and flirting with me to the point I lost all my fears. Of course, I gained a few more as we talked, but we did talk. I thought I could turn off her romantic notions with the description of a trail ride on horses, cooking on an open fire, and camping in a tent. She didn’t even blink an eye.. I became fully present, but AS HER. I reached behind myself and found his throbbing cock.I slowly started to jerk him as a moan escaped his lips, as if this was my queue, I turned to face him and at the same time scooted down to take him in my mouth. He was already hard and I immediately swallowed his huge cock all the way down my throat. He moaned. Then he slid his hips back and withdrew and pulled me up and turned me away from him. I felt him come forward then and press against my ass. I. He needed to get out there and find out what the hell was going on. He retrieved an environment suit from a rack by the door, they had internal heating elements that would protect him from the planet’s blistering cold for a time, they also had a flashlight attachment that he might be able to use to signal the pilot.He heard footsteps behind him, claws clicking on the deck as Zagza approached, the massive Alpha male’s head skirting the ceiling. He looked concerned, standing with his arms crossed. I’m always telling myself that I’m the luckiest guy in the world to be married to such a beautiful and smart woman like Monica. We’re both 32 and have professional carriers. Our children are 4 and 6 and spending a long weekend with their grand parents. Monica has blonde hair. She is 5’1” tall and has a knockout figure. Like most attractive women these days who have had breast implants, Monica needed no help in that department. For a petite woman she has a 36C bust which is enhanced by her tiny.