Captain Tyver cleared his throat. “That was a tasty meal, Porter.”“Thank you,” He said politely.“You cook pretty well for a space man,” th... captain said.Porter gave Zeb a sharp look who shrugged his shoulders in surrender. Porter looked the captain in the eye. “I suppose I do.”Everyone kept busy with their hands as if this was just another natural conversation. Porter took in the entire scene like a pendulum swinging between evening ease and run-away-far panic. Every breath brought the. Chloe had bought a twenty pound turkey and roasted it. We all helped strip the meat off the bones, and soon we were chopping onions and prepping the rest of the ingredients. Amanda had bought ten pounds of cheese and three large jars of pimentoes. I contributing by making homemade mayonaise and buying three loaves of artisan breads for taste tests. I’d also taken the time to make four pans of cinnamon rolls to snack on.The ladies left with full tummies, containers of turkey salad and pimento. If by the grace of God, you can make it happen I need some orgasms.With her exasperated look, she could have been thinking, you sure as HELL better make it happen, Buster. “Please tell me to come to your motel room, Peter.”Bingo, this was the reason I came to Rocky’s In the first place.I was in my room for about five minutes before she knocked on my door. Neither of us thought it wise that we walk into the motel together. Coming through the door she said, “I have to pee.”When she went into the. Now, I had seen pussies before, but nothing like this one. She had a forest of thick black hair and I could see her oversized clit trying to escape for mthe forest. Instand erection! ! I quietly walked into the room, knelt by the bed and stuck my face in that hairy enticement. I started to lick up and down, flicking her clit. She moaned and said ‘Oh honey, not now, you will be late for your train.’ She must have thought that I was dad. So I continued with my licking. She was responding, so I.