"I am trying to counsel the crewmen to the best of my abilities." You're doing fine, darlin'," he said quietly enough to escape the hearing of any bys...anders. He had noticed her insecurity about counseling distressed humans, but T'Pol had done a marvelous job so far. With Vulcans' inherent problems with physical contact, she wasn't well-suited to help Phlox's teams, but with her ability to absorb and suppress emotions at least for a time, she was surprisingly effective in caring for the crew. Her lips smacked a bit and he could feel her rolling her tongue around within her mouth. She had taken a taste of his preseminal juices with her."Surprising," she said, turning her head to him. "I thought there would be a real strong taste. It's sort of bland, a bit of a saline undertaste. Not bad at all."Before he could comment, her head had dropped back to his prick and she once more busied him with her mouth. This time there was less hesitancy. Hungrily, she sucked at him, her cheeks. The fat head of the cock stretched my lips open and made my mouth open much wider than ever before while sucking. My jaw started to become sore as i sucked the massive cock holding my breath as i sunk around it slowly my teeth dragging across his flesh as i wasnt able to open my mouth wide enough for him. My ass was then emptied as my boyfriend pulled out his fingers and put the tip of his cock in his fingers place at the entrance to my ass. He pushed hard and shoved his fat cock in my hands. Don't get me wrong; I do enjoy the passage of seasons. From the radiance of summer to the sterility of winter, it adds a predictable spice to life. People in the South do yearn for snow, after all. But in this rural outpost, two miles out from town, even the tiniest ice storm could trap me here, and leave me to idle while the utility companies rush to bring my outside connections back online. Most importantly it forces me to associate with my equally isolated family. I love my family, but I do.