A wanton mommy. My pussy clenched. More juices soaked my bush and dribbled down my thighs. They worked their way down.I groaned about her nub, loving ...he way that felt.“Mmm, yes, yes, that's making my pussy so wet.” She licked her lips. “Do you want to eat my pussy, naughty Mommy?”I popped my mouth off to gasp, “Yes!”She grinned at me. “That's what I thought.” She backed away from me, her futa-dick swaying before her. She sank down on my couch and thrust her legs wide, almost doing a split. Her. It wasn't quite the same as Sara or Erin or even Miranda now, but like Tiffany and Laura before her, I would greatly miss Crystal if she was gone.Sara stood and began to dress."I need to talk to you," I said, sitting up. "My afternoon schedule has changed." You're not going to be able to have sex with us?" questioned Crystal."I will. It's just not every day. I can't on Tuesdays or Thursdays." What are you doing?" Sara asked.What was I doing? Well, I obviously wasn't thinking ahead on how I. Most of the patrons were hanging around the bar in duty uniforms, probably having just come off their shift. I recognized the bartenders, Private Nehring and a couple of engineers who worked outside of main engineering. One of the engineers was Duncan Altman, a portly guy that Rayz and I often ran into when in the maintenance tunnels. All the same, he was more an outer-hull guy. How his belly stayed so rounded in the heat of the outer-hull compartments still got me every time I saw him; perhaps. "This brought a smile to her face. “My kind of girl," instantly turning the sting into butterflies fluttering around in my chest. She was probably just being nice but something in the way she said that reignited a flame of hope.We sat sipping our tea and just talking. It was amazing how easy it was to talk with her. Just like before there was that instant click, the feeling of two hearts that completed a puzzle."Before I forget, do you have a name future girl?" "It’s Olivia," I murmured.