I lowered the pod onto its cradle before moving to the side and extending the legs. I settled and sighed and started shutting down.Suddenly I was in t...e dark of the pod and groaned. I was exhausted as the sim lag hit me like a cargo tram. I hit the hatch release and struggled up and out of the pod. I was swaying as I tried to get out of the hard suit and men entered the bay. I just dropped the hard suit pieces to the deck as the bay seemed to spin and everything started going grey.I began to. He was unable to tell the impossibly double-jointed Gypsy girl how wonderful her efforts felt to his sex-deprived man parts because her sister Natasha was sitting astride his face with her thick bush of curly hair tickling his lips and forcing him to open his mouth and enter her with his naughty tongue in a scouting trip to find her special places of important sensitivity. Once he had discovered her female trigger points, he would give her a “ride” that she would retain a memory of for a very. “Not a problem. Loved your stories.” I said. She smiled.“You’re the first guy, who ever listen to me and did not cut me off or roll his eyes. I wish there were more guys like you, who lived around here. I want to give you some money for driving me home. I know you did not have to. But I spent it all on beef jerky and the Slurpee. Mmmm.. How about a blow job instead. I’m super horny, Buck.” Said Molly. I smiled.I then moved my ass off the front seat. Molly leaned over to un-velcro the. ”Lupe pointed to the end of the bed. I went and sat there, as instructed. Lupe took her phone out of her clutch-bag, and put some music on. It was some kind of upbeat Spanish language dance music.Lupe then stood with her back to me, about two metres in front of where I sat. In time to the music, she began dancing, grinding her hips, the dressing gown swaying from side to side. She looked over her shoulder at me from time to time.Lupe then pulling the dressing gown over her shoulders as she.