Disaster in Space/Amy:Shipyard Lodging:Earl

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Just as the door opens, you call after your new friend. "Not so fast, big boy. Weren't we going to discuss doubling my money?"

Earl stops in his tracks and turns around. You're not sure, but you think you felt his grin this time before you saw it on his face. "Business before pleasure, eh?" he says, coming closer with a newfound swagger.

"Or maybe a little of both?" you reply with a naughty wink, lying back on the bed and stretching your delicious legs out in front of you.

Suddenly your avuncular smuggling contact looks so horny that it makes you blush. "Fine. Let's talk business."

You sit up and walk to him with a sultry step, reaching for the straps of his overalls as he slides the jacket off your slender shoulders. As you meet his gaze with your dark brown eyes, his bright blue ones burn with desire, and you feel somewhat mesmerized as he unclasps your pistol belt and drops it clattering to the floor. Soon you are blushing again as he grasps the zipper of your flight suit, pulling it down with a slow but deliberate tug. As you unfasten his overalls and let them fall about his ankles, he lets out a hungry growl, peeling the tight-fitting bodysuit off your skin, baring your neck, your shoulders, your chest, your tummy . . . .

You can't take it any more. You capture his lips with a deep kiss, purring softly and closing your eyes as you fold your arms behind his neck. He kisses back greedily, parting your lips with his tongue as he grabs you around the waist and pulls you close. You let out a soft moan and shiver in his powerful arms. "Mmmm . . . . "

Earl gets the bodysuit down past your hips and ass, giving the latter a firm squeeze with both hands that makes you moan a little louder. You help him out by swaying your hips from side to side, and the slick material easily slides around your ankles. Without breaking the kiss, you slip your boots off and step out of the suit wearing nothing but your bra and thong.

Suddenly, Earl lifts you up and hoists you over the bed, throwing you down with a playful roughness that makes you squeal and giggle. You lick your lips with excitement as he steps out of the overalls with only his work boots and underpants on, a generous bulge peeking out from beneath the latter. "Ready, sweet cheeks?"

You can feel how wet you are without even touching. "Oh god yes," you breathe, restlessly running your fingers through the cascade of auburn hair around your head and shoulders.

Earl's salacious grin returns as he pulls the briefs down around his knees, revealing what must be eight inches of hard cock. "Then get your ass over here."

As you blush and smile at his resolve to fuck you, you think you know just what to do. You give his lips another passionate kiss, then kiss your way down, not caring about the hairy chest or the slight beer belly as your lips brush against them, finding their way down to Earl's hard, throbbing manhood. You slowly get down on the floor, kneeling on the carpet with your mouth mere inches from his cock. "Am I getting warmer?" you ask coyly, smiling up at him like the eager slut you are.

• Earl fucks your mouth
• Earl fucks your pussy
• You hear Earl's pager ringing