Little after this a voice could be heard inside Diego’s head“Interesting body you’ve got here human, with perfect quality” replied the creatur...“What´s this? who are you? what did you do to me?” was the only thought Diego had in that moment“As you can see, we only interact through the vines, therefore it’s the only method of speaking we’ve got due to the fact I lack vocal cords, and to answer your questions I am a creature that happened to have escaped from a lab. I need certain nutrients to. I'm not going into the details about why the forty mile canal costs so much and takes so long; the actual fee is about four hundred pounds, but there are many additional expenses most of which are unavoidable, and the delay is mainly to do with getting a transit slot. Against that, it was about six thousand five hundred miles to Cape Horn – eight weeks' sailing, not counting stops.The time was not really the issue. In the end, what tipped the balance was an email ... and hope. She called. We checked our line of sight and certain that we would see anyone long before they saw us we both undid our pants and reached for each others cocks. I wasn’t able to resist and slid to my knees and wrapped my lips around his dick and began to suck him. I started to stuff as much into my throat as I could. Once he knew how much I could take he put his hands on my head and began face fucking me deep. After a couple minutes I had to come up for air. My cock was hard and he grabbed it and started. For the most part, I felt socially… unconnected, awkward, tired, wanting connection that would last and mean something, and unbearably incapable of keeping my eyes off the incredibly pretty girl. I felt embarrassed. I had starved myself to appeal socially, but couldn’t fit the part completely. I was stiff, rigid with nerves, when a beautifully bizarre thing happened. The girl I couldn’t stop looking at sprung from her cramped seat and hugged me. She never looked me in the eyes, but I dare say.