I looked up at him and said I’m done. He stood there and looked down at me and said “ok”.I just stayed there kneeling in front of him thinking a...out what I had just done. I thought that this was something that I never would have thought I would do. My brain was on overdrive. He then told me that he understood how I felt but that I should try again. After some thought, I opened my mouth and again took in the head of his cock. It felt strange, not the cock, but just the idea of a cock in my. An arrow hit the rock where I was lying and the archer, seeing he missed, had dropped his bow and was trying to get his rifle to bear. I hit him three times the last in his head as he was falling. Another rose up almost in front of me, shocked beyond believing when I dropped the rifle and went for my shotgun. He was literally on top of me before I could get it to bear, the barrel almost against his chest. The shot knocked him backwards and he remained standing for a few seconds, looking down. I. Finally with a growl he grabbed me, and flipped us both over, so I was on my back and he leaned over me. He pressed me down and kissed me firmly, his tongue tasting my lip, and then, when I opened my mouth, plunging in to meet my own. I moaned, aroused and amused, letting him be in control, my hands fisting in his shirt.Something occurred to me, and I nudged him to stop. "Hey, you're wearing a shirt."He panted softly, breath warm on my ear. "Um, yeah ... shouldn't I be?" No, I just mean no. “At ease.”He pointed at my ribbon display, after we had changed our postures and said. “I do not approve of the theatrics you have just displayed. Landing your ship this way made me put half the planets emergency responders on alert.”“Sir we never exceeded the speed limitations and were at no point endangering us or anywhere else.”“There is a difference between recommended speed limits and keeping your descent at only zero point five percent under the maximum legal speed, Mr. Olafson, However.