"Mmf..." It... damn, how long<em>had</em>it been since I'd had a pretty little hand around my cock? Or hell, since I'd even touched myself? I couldn't remember clearly... but god knows the effects of those engine vapors on the brain. All I knew was, that hand was so incredibly soft, and I wanted it to stay there forever... unless there was a more appealing place to put my piece... and there was. I could feel her mound underneath her bodysuit, grinding against me... it was lovely... but I wanted more. A lot more... Luckily, Halcy seemed rather interested, so it wouldn't be too much of a problem... She clearly wasn't phased by my "difference," and had eagerly joined me on my lap, not to mention pleasuring me without even asking... this was lovely. Sometimes.... sometimes people gave me trouble. I didn't like those days.<br/><br/>"Halcy... can you use your mouth?"