Michael followed back into the warm shop. She went back to the her position behind the counter as Michael sat down on the worn leather couch that face... the stage. He set his beer down on the table in front of him. Dark rings littered the table from years of coffee mugs being set and bumped. He leaned back and look around, in front of where he was sitting was the stage, on one side was the window that over looked the area he was at moments ago. Old and broken guitars hung from hooks by the. She giggled. "You never get enough of the cum in your mother's pussy." she said as I started lapping up the cum. I stretched her pussy lips wider and pushed my tongue deeper. Thick globs of cum were flowing in my mouth and I was relishing the taste of each drop.As I conitnued to service my mother, she started pushing more cum out. "Pewwwwter...." a push made her fart. "Ooops!" she giggled. But I didn't stop. I quickly lifted her hips and pushed my lips around her anus. I didn't want to lose any. "Oh, now what's this?" she asked, nodding at Robby's table again. "Oh shit. They're heading right for him."Robby was regaling his mother with the wrong-doings of some of the more egregious felons he'd investigated when he was struck with a sense of déjà vu. From behind him came a feminine voice, this one unfamiliar."Hey, Robby! Fancy meeting you here," the voice said in a sultry tone.With dread in his heart, Robby turned to see who was addressing him. To his utter surprise, he saw Dawn standing. Commader who had not given me his name interrupted my train of thought.“Cadet, we have cleared a way to the cargo bay. Your package is undamaged and ready to be transferred.” The man with the shoulder cannons pointed with his light finger down the dark corridor of the Seneca, while two robots carried twisted debris out.With the help of the Michigan engineers I floated an eight by eight by twelve standard fleet container from the damaged Explorer Ship and loaded it into the Scorpion’s small.