And then I heard her moans. That orgasmic passion rippling out of her mouth, throaty with the pleasure I gave her.“Clint, Clint, yes!”“That's it...” moaned Melody. “Cum on his mouth. Oh, yes you are such a naughty slut. Mmm, time to get your cherry popped and get you bred.”“Bred?” Pam gasped.“On your back,” I groaned, rising, unbuckling my pants and pulling my cock out of my boxers.As Pam rolled over, I ripped off my shirt. Melody pulled off Pam's blouse then unhooked her bra. Round, olive. I was about to book a flight when I reminded myself I shouldn’t. I had people for that now. I didn’t wonder about it as we were being driven.Looking back, I shook my head. A single pea was not going to feed the world. Moreover, I couldn’t even be sure such peas were safe to eat. Not something I felt I needed to worry about, but then Dr. Starr Teck didn’t seem worried, gobbling them up as he had.I thought ‘send a memo having him send samples of those two metal sheets to Martin Strong for. ” She grinned. “I think me at your house will probably be better because it brings down the temptation level. I’ll leave a note for Marie and pack for the weekend. I’ll ride with you and return Sunday night. I’ll need to drive to work Monday. We’ll be going in separate directions then.” I hadn’t thought of that. She left for the kitchen and came out a minute later heading for the bedroom area.I waited in the living room. A few minutes later, Beth called out, “Gerald, I need a strong back.” I. .and about as tall as one too, I would joke.That's where the name Bear came to being...I was always a bit larger thanmost of my classmates, then somewhere around fourth grade I began to grow atan alarming rate. Now at eight feet, three inches I have to be one of thetallest humans alive.People assume that if you're tall that you played basketball or wereinvolved in some type of sports...I was, until life became too painful. Ilaugh sometimes when I recall sixth grade football, my coach had to go.