This lady knew what she was doing when it came to sucking a cock. She would do it with passion and the love of it I could tell. I grabbed her head ...ith my fingers and found her hair to be silky smooth as my hands held on to as much red hair as I could . I began to pump my hips as I held on to her head firmly and fuck her in the mouth. Her hands and arms never once attempted to stop me they stayed locked on her hips never being afraid to gag on my cock. I was working that sweet wet. As she looked at me I could see her wiggle and adjust her seating. OK , I think this will work she said. Go to the restroom and on the way back look and see if it is showing. I wipped my lips with the napking and said OK dear. I went and had a quick piss and washed my hands, then I looked at my face in the mirror for any missed whiskers. I was killing time so if she did have an admirer they had time to look. As I came back across the cafe I could see a few guys looking toward our table. I came. ‘The rational part of my mind knows that isn’t possible. Love is complicated and takes work. But I remember seeing her sitting at a table in a prison library, brushing her hair away from her face while trying to understand Edgar Allen Poe . . . Sorry. I tend to wax a bit romantic. First she fascinated me, then . . . I just thought about her all the time.’ ‘Is that what it is? Being in love?’ Carolyn looked at Keith. ‘I was a teenager once. Longer ago than I care to think about. I thought I was. A flash of anger crossed her face but subsided. They were her crew, and they were trying to help. She thought of saying something encouraging, she felt a closeness, but lost the thought when she felt the warm phallus against her stomach."How did that fit inside me?", she thought. She grabbed the two shafts and suddenly thought of them as Torr and Beck.No, she had to keep it together. Enemy ships bearing down. She knew how to do this. Her ship was waiting for her."Get her shoes off.", Beck.