I looked out the corner of my eyes and watched Dave and Thomas undo their pants. I never have had more than one man before and never a black man. My e...es bulged out when he pulled out his cock, it was big! He saw me and laughed, ‘Guess you never had a black dick before. That’s ok; I never had a hot white woman suck my cock before.’Then when the two of them saw my tits, they went wild. Dave said, “Oh shit, look at those tits!” Thomas added, “Fuck those are perfect and would look great with a. ”“Well,” I said, inhaling, “when you date a good boy like that, with the types of morals he grew up with, telling him your bisexual might throw a wrench into his life plans.”She laughed half-heartedly, “he started talking about marriage a few weeks ago, and it terrified me, Kacey. All I want to do is fool around, and he tells me from his soap-box that he can’t be with someone that thinks it’s natural to be attracted to both genders.”“I know what that feels like,” I told her, “when my sister. She would have to climb out of the suit before she could exit the shuttle and they would bring a lift to recover the suit later.She was still wearing her civilian pressure suit under the exoskeleton and the two men both exchanged glances and smiles. They told her to leave the light pressure suit on unless she wanted traipse through the ship in her undergarments.Outside the shuttle was a squad of Union Marines, all armed and armored, waiting for her. At the bottom of the stairs was a Naval. I put on national geographic, thinking it was a happy medium. He grabbed one of my hands and held it and the other he use to hold my waist. Initially, it was weird to talk to someone that you had only ever talked to through a screen or on a phone, but we started getting comfortable to talk about our usual life things. He made sure to keep asking me questions because he is such a gentleman, but I had to stop him in mid question so I could get him talking about himself. Which was smoother: his.