A mouthful of simian spooge

"Oh Goob," you pause to loudly swirl your tongue around Goob's red cockhead sampling his salty precum. "I want it. Give it to me."

You sink your mouth down around the Oranguman's swollen sword, feeling the hot head prodding the back of your throat. You give him several long, deep strokes and then pull him out of your mouth to kiss down the underside of his shaft and suck on the cum-filled stones dangling beneath his dick. He shudders as you draw one into your mouth and give it a bit of suction. Your giggle at his reaction is muffled by all that fur on his legs.

You grasp the warm length of Goob's cock in your hand and stroke him. You tug the foreskin up around the bulbous red tip and skin it back down. The motion produces a steady drip of oily precum that you capture on your tongue and coat your mouth with the salty taste of the oranguman's simian spunk. When you pout your lips and press them to the head of Goob's cock he groans and lays his big hands atop your head. You noisily slip your tongue out and murmur with pleasure. Your stroke picks up and you let his precum smother your full lips.

"Oh, Hannah," Goob moans, "suck it."

You oblige him, parting your lips on him, letting the shape of his cock define the tight oval, letting your mouth fill with saliva and bathe his swollen spear. You continue stroking him as you resume bobbing your mouth on the first few inches of his meat. The combination provides him with total stimulation and he responds with groans of ecstasy. He even leans back so that he is balanced on his long arms, hands on the floor behind his back, big dick disappearing wetly and loudly into your sucking mouth. Your other hand cradles his balls. You can feel them reeling into his hairy loins. He must be close.

"Mmmphmmm," you say, looking up into Goob's serene face as you bob on his dick.

Goob applies gentle pressure to the back of your head and smiles down at you.

"Don't stop," he moans. "Oh yes, Hannah. That feels incredible. Your mouth is like a furnace. Your tongue...like...ahhh...I'm going to...going to..."

You are relentless. Bobbing and stroking faster and faster. Letting his musky cock fill your mouth and prod the back of your throat.

"Cumming!" he cries and his cock swells and stiffens and throbs once. It throbs a second time as you hurry to fill your mouth and hot, thick cum boils out across your tongue and straight down your swallowing throat.

You can feeling the big dick shuddering in your grasp and swelling with each orgasmic spasm to spread your impaled lips and fill your mouth and baste your tonsils with another gooey burst of warm oranguman cock cream. You pull your lips to the tip and open your mouth, showing the yellowish white of the liquid filling your mouth, letting the cum run out down your cheeks. You stroke Goob's big dick and another rope of spermy spew erupts and covers your lips and your cheek in hot spooge. You capture what you can on your tongue and stroke the last dribbling pearls into your open mouth.

You swallow it all, struggling a bit with the thickness of it. Goob smiles and smooths a few errant drops into your mouth. You suck them from his thick fingers.

"That was," Goob sighs, "unexpected."

You rise from the crouch, your hand still gently squeezing Goob's big dick.

"Keep running the engines like that and I'll keep rewarding you like this," you smile and stuff his softening shaft back into his overalls.

"Yes, Hannah, ma'am. Captain."

Goob watches your shapely ass as you depart. You decend using a ladder built into the engine housing and return to your quarters to shower and get a few hours sleep before the arrival at Omicron-69.