No matter.Jarvon was approaching one slow step at a time, but he was sinking to one knee.Stronger! Fiercer! The drive that had brought him from humble...clerk to field-foreman now centered on Jarvon. She stood before him, a slender six-fingered hand unbelting her coarse tunic.He was down on both knees, straining to keep his body erect. His will beat like a roaring gale; Jarvon was a slender reed that bent and sprang erect. He struggled to his feet, his eyes locked with hers. Now each tried to. That felt so good! Then his tongue slithered inside of my slit, and I felt my interior getting very moist. “This is what’s called horny? Mmm, I like this feeling! I like it very much!” His tongue danced and swirled upward. I became aware that I have all these tiny bumps inside of me, and that his tongue felt wonderful to me as it touched each tiny bump. "That's called your g-spot," my pilot friend explained. "It's one of the female human's most intense pleasure centers. I am specially trained. I had a brief view of her green bra. Before she pulled the shirt down and flipped her hair out from the back of it."A padded bra? Robbie, I'm so disillusioned."Robbie shot me a dirty look. "You wearing a cup, boy?"I considered taking the fifth, wondering if she was planning to test it."Uh, yeah." Like the extra protection down there?"I nodded."Think about it."I'm slow, but I do catch on, eventually.Robbie pulled on her shoulder pads. They had more padding in front than mine. Then her jersey. I. The watch briefly flashed green, so I continued my search.Truth be told, I might very well have ended up with an apartment like this if I had been left to my own devices instead of running into Monique. It was clean to the point of sterile, he had Marie Kondo’ed the everliving fuck out of his place and I was done searching it in about ten minutes. There was nothing of interest here. He did have a Qu’ran on his bedside cabinet, but other than that and some traditional clothes in his wardrobe I.