“I love it,” I replied.“Well tell me, Shondell,” she said, back in character. “What is it you like doin’?”“I just love licking yaw ass...ole,” I said. “Maybellene, I think I’m in love with yaw ass.”“Maybellene,” she said in her real voice. I had never given my southern belle a name before. She had always been “pretty lady” or “darlin’”.“You like it?” I asked.“I love it,” she said happily. “Makes me feel like part of me is truly yours. And I don’t just mean a physical part of me.”“My Maybellene,”. He put one hand on my left breast and squeezed it really hard. “Owww! Not so hard!” I broke the kiss and complained. He adjusted the strength of his squeezing and mauled my boobs. And soon I noticed that the bulge in his pants rubbing against my thigh was growing. I blushed with shame and a bit of arousal as I remembered how I had jacked him off in the parking lot a few days ago. I remembered how different it looked from my husband’s. How thick it was. I didn’t even realize when my hand found. "Clark looked up from the map. "How many are ready?"Nguyen appeared a bit sheepish, "None at the moment, but our crews have volunteered to work a few hours after dinner this evening. They've set a goal to place ten pods around each of these three courtyards tonight. We've brought in some heavy excavation equipment to get the pods into position quicker than having them burrow down on their own." There's a transporter nexus in the tiny shuttles," Miller mumbled; then straightened up and asked,. She was sure that she would have stared at that nice specimen between his legs, even limp, it had looked impressive. And while she was thinking this, she started to blush. She was sure that she wouldn't get the image of him naked out of her mind for a few days to come. However, the thing that had surprised her the most, was that she had seen that he kept his pubic hair nicely trimmed, and it made her wonder how it would feel against her own bare skin.She almost jumped out of her skin, the.