She walked us right up to a stone wall, then right through it and into my apartment."Holy shit!" I exclaimed.Meka looked, alarmed, "This is Doog home?... Oh my lord, yes! Meka how ... how did you..." I stuttered, looking at her as if she had three heads."Meka not Earth," she told me, confusing me even more. She continued, "Bush not Earth either."My mouth was open far enough that my jaw drug on the floor, "You, are not from Earth?"She smiled and clapped her hands, "Yes, Meka not Earth." I, was not. That is one NICE ride!“I’m Mel Brand. Miss Z, I presume?”I put my bag in the all but nonexistent space behind my seat and buckled up. I totally enjoyed the feeling of my hair blowing around in the warm island air. I almost felt like saying, “Look at me people I have a rich friend.”Mel drove to his upscale apartment complex. A button in his car opened the gate. Then at his building, another button opened a garage door. It was much later that I learned later that he owns all three cars in this. Official reason is for them to see reporters and videographers in action. That’s the official story. The main reason is to get one more channel of exposure of the pTerridactyl and company. They have already dragged in some college students who’re studying mass communications, so what the girls might learn from this is liable to be limited.I’d thought about waiting in the conference room and having the news crews brought to me, but on second thought that appears a bit imperial, so I hung around. I broke our kiss and looked into her eyes, “I’m sorry hun, but I am going to need a bit of time before I can get hard again,” “No need to be sorry you silly man, the way you have been shagging today I’m surprised you have managed as much as you have, I just love the feel of your smoothness against my wet pussy,” She definitely was wet I could feel it running down my balls, and the heat from her snatch told me she needed more satisfying. Mandy pressed her breasts against my hairy chest and put.