"I want to go home." She stated, after her hunger has subsided."Why, you are at home." He said.Danny looked into his eyes, searching for sarcasm or ma...ice, but found none. He was simply a madman. A moronic madman, she decided."You know what I mean. To the states. Home." Oh. THAT home. I don't miss it at all. I like it here."Curiosity got the better of her for a minute."You were in the states? " I'm an American, just like you." He said."What are you doing here, then?" Well, a few months ago, I. Out of the corner of her eyes was small figure, she squints and the shadow was gone. "Huh that's weird" she said looking around was hot springs, she looks over and kneels down feeling it with her hand, and felt hot but not that hot. She dips her hand in feels the hotness and smiles knowing that there maybe life on this planet. Meanwhile dickenberg on the other hand was not so lucky, he spotted the wreckage from where the transmission came from. He looked around packing what was left of the. His cock was waking up very stiff she hadn’t touched him since taking him fully in her wet hot mouth. As she neared his crown to the perfect rigid cock his motions momentarily stopped. She felt him inhale from anticipation. She felt him urging her to touch him again. She played around his triangle of soft downy hair, avoiding his cock. His mouth had latched onto her left nipple. He was sucking it like a nursing child. She felt his body tensing. She started to move further down allowing the back. “John. John. Really, I was only joking. Please. I was only joking. Denise is mad at me.” Bianca could tell John was confused from the perplexed look on his face. He was trying to figure out what she was talking about. “Your tip! Your tip! I didn’t really mean it. I was only joking with you. I thought we were just flirting. Denise asked me to explain why you left such a big tip. I told Denise what I said to you and, well, she’s mad at me. I can’t take such a big tip. Two-Hundred, or Two-fifty.