The road was the only reasonable way to do it.That meant that I was forced to hump the two large packs through the jungle. I had never gotten used to ...the smell of rotting vegetation, even though my sensors were not as sensitive, while in the stand-bye mode, as my human ones had been. I could not remember how people like Jerrod and the Irishman could stand the assault on that part of their brain without being able to regulate the sensitivity.Even with two fifty pound packs, I made good time. I was not allowed to use any makeup. I was a commodity or at best a chattel who would at appropriate time be handed over to a male for procreation. After meeting Puja, who used little makeup for the College, I started having weird thoughts, comparing my own self with Puja. I was not Caucasian white but have much fairer color than Puja, my height was about 5’ 7”, my breast were upright, firm, round and more developed, my jawline and eyes were much better than hers; yet I was always fully. I was a bit nervous that somebody would see and react to our dirty dancing, but he were fully clothed so they could not say much.Then I felt her hand reach back and rub my cock. She definitely knew now. I felt her pull down my pants and expose my cock. She bent over more and reach up between her legs with her other hand. She guided me to her pussy and I pushed myself into her. Fucking unbelievable, I was fucking this hot young woman right in the bar with hundreds of people around us. I looked. She took a better grip with her hands and placed the tip of my penis on her lower lip. She slowly licked the tip of it with the tip of her tongue.I was sent an electric shock when she did that. She was going so slowly and it’s her unique style. She licked it another time wetting my tip with her saliva. She even circled her tongue on my penis cap wetting it completely. I was just watching the whole beautiful act of hers and enjoying every microsecond. I said in between mom. I love you are so.