" Oh, yeah," I replied, still feeling the lingering after-glow of my ejaculation. "It felt great."Then, for a while, we laid together, under the sheet..., and cuddled for I'm not sure how long, but it was like heaven to me.We laid like that in silence for a while, and then Tara asked: "Are you disappointed we didn't fuck?" No." I replied, without hesitation."Are you sure?" Tara asked, and shifting around under the sheet so she could see my face better."I'm sure," I answered.She kissed me."I'd. His tongue traced the lineseparating my bum cheek from my thigh.Soon his tongue was licking the panties along my crack. Very slowlyhe began lowering my pretty white panties down my hips until theyreached my stocking tops. He left them there and bean licking my bareass. It felt so soft and sweet. When his tongue travelled between mycheeks I thought I had gone to heaven.He eventually got to my rim and began licking faster. I could feelhis hot saliva wetting my hole. Next his tongue stiffened. "I been meaning to ask, 'cause I seen the name's been stripped off, what do ye call her? T'ain't good luck for a fine boat to have no name." I liked this guy. He thought of poetic things.I gave it a moments thought. By rights, naming should go to my bride, but I wanted to give her a gift. Sheila would get my reference immediately, and she would love it. I looked at the guy and asked his name. It was Clayton Roberts, "Just call me CR."I said, "Well, CR, I should let my fiancée name her, but then. They'd finally resorted to just welding an air seal. And then armed with mostly bludgeons, kitchen knives and a few side arms, they had finally entered into the dark and unknown. A band of high tech hominids, seeking food and shelter.Most of the ship's intimidating size turned out to be deceptive. Lots of wasted internal space devoted to vast vaulted chambers. Specifically, a central almost cathedral like main deck. Yet all controls and fixtures were of definite human scale.Something of a.