I bit my lower lip was I was feeling tingly. The guys in front of me were also getting turned on by my perfume and the amount of sweat on my face. He ...lso put his hand on my waist and started to caress me. I was getting turned on and I closed my eyes. That made him even bolder. Now I sensed that his hand was moving up towards my boobs. He started caressing my boobs. A little harder due to the excitement.And I let out a moan. After a moment I realized what I had done. All the guys were looking. The third race was the Altors, classification: Reptilian. Best described as T-Rex's with arms, but only 5 feet high... at the hips.Race number four called themselves the Ostra, classification: Bird. And yes, they do fly short distances on those 12-foot wings they have. (My thoughts on this race looking like angels were dashed, when I saw the holo image. They looked like big ugly birds, feathers and all.)The fifth race was the one that concerned me the most. The Cat'maral looked like upright. .. looks like, yeah," Jenna said, startled a bit at the eeriness of Sam's timing."We've got tickets to The Dalles, but we'll be getting off in Biggs," Sam announced. "We'll take the old highway 97 up out of the canyons straight into Wasco."Jenna nodded. What he proposed made sense.Even with the delay it was an early morning departure for the Pride, and both Sam and Jenna took the opportunity to get in a quick nap as the ferry worked its way down river. Sam rapped on the door to Jenna's cabin in. Jenny could feel her orgasm building.She felt herself spasm as she moaned loudly. “Mmmhf - Oh - OH GOD!”Jenny came loudly as Mike continued to fuck her, and waves on waves of pleasure flowed through her body. Jenny lay on the bed, panting, with Mike still on top of her. He slowly pulled his still erect cock out of her pussy as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, “Now, suck me off like a good little slut.”He got off of her and the bed, standing and pointing to the ground in front of him. Jenny.