She swallowed back fear. Okay then, a Goggle monocle. “I guess that you are missing out a bit.”
She moved her hand slowly up and down the length of its shaft. Alice looked up sharply, Tamara swung her attention back to her instrument panel. She sat up hurriedly, fearing an imminent explosion. Although more or less flat, it was going to be once heck of a rough landing, even assuming that she could avoid the trees. also helped her sense of belonging. Living in the heat of the jungle because of Alice’s plans probably wasn’t the best long term, for someone of her skin tone but there were certainly some perks. The cave was full of these creatures, whatever they were. Her head was swimming. Tamara carried on stroking One-Ear’s shaft. The pilot felt completely wanton. Second later, there was another splutter. Normally she would never be so uninhibited, but normal rules did not apply here. Her silky red panties were already dark with her juices and yanked to one side.
