“You got time?” he asked, sliding his other hand beneath her jacket. He felt the heat of her glass-smooth skin, his fingers gliding on the layer o... sweat that still coated it. He roamed higher, feeling her flat tummy tense beneath his palm, the twin rows of her abdominal muscles rising up to greet him.“A few minutes,” she breathed. “I must return to the conning tower shortly, I was supposed to be meeting with the Crewmasters to discuss the situation at the gate.”“I reckon I can get you off. I sat down and unlaced my sneakers and kicked them off then stood up and unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans and slid them down to my ankles and kicked them off too. Finally I pushed my Jockey shorts down and off, my hard cock bouncing up into view. "What do you think Erika, do you like it?"She smirked at me. "It's a cock Jack, just another fucking cock." Alright then let's see how it tastes." I got onto Gina's bed and moved up until I was straddling Erika's face. "Go ahead Erika, suck my. " It amazed me, but in our own special tongue, we were beginning to be able to communicate. "Yes, Elsie," I replied. Even then, just saying her name made me smile and I dismounted to help her from her pony. I started a fire while she cared for our horses and by the time the darkness fell, we had our meat cooking over the open flames. "I'm glad you stayed with me, my dove." I told her in my tongue. I hoped she understood. Her face turned a beautiful shade of pink and she turned away but not. The frustration was evident. She was still learning her craft and despite never having been with a woman, she was completely curious about it.It was time for coffee and a shower. Maybe that would clear her head. She was still dressed in her toweling robe and a pair of cotton panties. Her dark rimmed glasses were firmly perched on her pretty nose while her almost black hair fell over her shoulders. She grabbed her coffee and made her way upstairs. Her husband had left for his job and their son.