Or Maybe You Can

They drove for a few miles without encountering any other vehicles. At a certain point, Connie turned off on a dirt road. Killing the engine of the convertible and smiling towards Smith, she asked, "Do you remember this place?"

"How could I ever forget?" he asked as he began opening his pants.

Connie got up on her knees in the driver seat to lean over and . . .

Connie tried to get up on her knees in the driver seat to lean over and take Smith into her mouth. But her baby bump hindered her. Looking up in exasperation at Smith, she complained, "I'm . . . I'm not as agile as I used to be."

"Shhh," Smith said, taking her head in his hands and kissing first her forehead then her mouth. He could see the tears of frustration in her big, green eyes. Exiting the vehicle, he circled around to the driver's side and opened both doors. Holding out his hand, he said, "My Lady."

She accepted his hand and Smith saw that it was a real struggle for her to crawl out from under the wheel. Leading her by said hand, he guided her to the rear door and held it wide for her to enter. Once she had, he told her to scoot over a bit, which she did. He entered behind her, but standing up, and facing the rear of the hover-craft. He stood up on the seat and reached into his open fly to haul out his cock. It was on face level with Connie.

Smiling broadly, she curled her fingers around it, which was now rapidly expanding, and placed a brief kiss on the spongy head. "Now I see why you're a Captain," she told him, taking him into her mouth and twirling her tongue around his manhood.

Smith leaned forward, resting his crossed forearms on the parcel shelf behind the rear seats. As Connie stroked his shaft and fondled his balls, probably both of them were recalling that now seemingly long ago summer when his cock was in her mouth every chance they had to be together. She probably swallowed a gallon of his sperm that vacation.

Pulling her head back (but continuing to stroke him), she asked, "How long was your trip to Earth?"

"A little over three months," he answered.

"Oh, my!" she giggled. "I'm going to get a super load, aren't I?" She started to close her lips around his meat-stick when she giggled again. "Or would that be a hyper load?"

Straightening up a little and leaning to the side, he grinned down at her and said, "Just shut up and suck."

"Aye, aye, Captain," she said in a deep voice and quickly resumed making love to his cock. Her face was tilted upward as she bobbed her head back and forth. His body blotted out her view of the sky. As the two of them got more and more into that bout of fellatio, Smith started to thrust his hips. Slowly, imperceptibly, at first, but gradually becoming more pronounced. Connie was careful to keep her hand wrapped around the base of his cock as he made those rapid, jabbing thrusts. This was to prevent him from **** her by shoving his cock all the way down her throat. She just lay there with her head on the headrest, letting him fuck her mouth while she drummed her fingertips on his tight ball-sack.

"Oh, Connie!" he cried out, lifting his torso and reaching out with both hands to cradle her head. His cock erupted viciously within the pregnant woman's warm, wet, receptive mouth. Flooding her with his pent-up need. She made loud gurgling noises, swallowing desperately, struggling to keep up with the torrent. Her feet kicked out and she twisted in her seat, but Smith's grip on her head was too secure for her to pull away.

When the ejaculation storm ended and he awkwardly moved off her and plopped down on the seat, she wiped at her mouth, blotting away the stray sperm that had leaked out while she had been overloaded with his spunk.

"Wow," she gasped, as out of breath as he was. "I guess you really needed that."

Draping his arm around her and pulling her close to him, he answered, "I think it was more a case of missing you. I don't think I ever told you just how wonderful I think you are."

Before she could reply, he kissed her. Hard. Full on the mouth. He could taste himself on her lips.

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