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I noticed the dejected state of one of the employees named Dalla, who had intimacy with this hot leader of the pride... She often looked tearful and one evening I decided to console her by inviting her to my cabin... The cute little doll wrapped her arms around my neck and settled down on my lap, burying her face in my shoulder...
- What's wrong with you? Why are you so sad? - my hand sympathetically slid along the wave of her flaxen hair. - Have you really fallen so much in love with this Lotega?
— His name is Ehon... I can't forget him…
Lifting her chin and looking into her wet azure eyes trembling with emotion, I realized that I also wanted to see him again... there... in this forest... under the turquoise sky, among the winding branches covered with velvet blue-green moss... as this dark handsome tribesman passionately makes love to her.
— Let me just fuck you well... and you will feel better, — I thought then that Dalla was so looking for my attention... sly... — she could have just asked.
— Yes... — she giggled embarrassedly, coquettishly closing her eyes with droplets of moisture hanging on her thick eyelashes. — But... you do it another way.
— Another way? — I was seriously worried.
…My confidence that I am good at everything... was suddenly shaken! Mother f…! I saw what this creature did with my co-workers... I admit, I was envious... and very jealous!
- Well, it's like a dance with him... a tango of love... Ehon moves like this... beautifully... sensually... I don't know how to explain it... none of my male friends have ever done this... Don't be offended... yours is a bit technical...
Her head buried itself in my chest again and she hugged me tighter around the waist.
- Uh... I'm not offended... I've never seen anything like this myself... his manners are more explained by their style of life... such fidgety and active creatures... Really... this guy is so sensual... I agree. Do you want us to play something similar with you... I'll put on a wig... put on an animal's skin... smear myself with camouflage paint and all that... Will this help you forget him?
- A little... - Dalla laughed with feigned relief, wiping her eyes. — You can do it without any cosplay...
...Yeah, — I cheered up, stroking her curves, and dug into her small plump mouth... this prankster managed to get me going with her touching complaints and burning tears about unforgettable impressions with a savage.
And in fact, Dalle misses this Ehon? — this thought got to me in my head, while she bounced on my lap with hilarious moans and sighs, clutching my thick hair with her thin fingers.
I understood perfectly well that she, with her eyes closed, her scarlet mouth slightly open from exhaustion, imagined herself riding the leader of the tribe, and I tried to play along with her as best I could, making similar sounds of a heated forest cat, hissing and purring, until she arched, screaming out a drawn-out moan of deep pleasure and went limp in my arms.
- Ha-a-a...
...Wow... How impressed Dalla was with the image of a hot guy from the jungle and I got a lot of delight from such a game and a sweet orgasm... and what happened next? Yes, she just got me not so much with sex, but with her requests to help organize an expedition for a deep study of flora and fauna.
— Do you understand how dangerous it is for your life to be around savages and predators 24/7... It's not easy to solve it financially... and one day you'll just get tired of it all... mosquito-bitten, sunburned fair skin and fucked not only by this leader, but others will want you too and even more harshly... You grew up in civilization... how can you exchange this interesting life for that one? There are plenty of such planets... — I tried to persuade her to come to her senses and calm down for a long time.
... In my male opinion, it's just sex and that's it, but what can you do with a woman in love... Dalla finally assembled an initiative group and got funding to send her and live for a year on that very planet... Surely all this was given by someone with suspicion, about something profitable... I can imagine how it's done: she winked and promised something else... not only herself. I suppose this sponsor from the Coalition is not a representative of our race.
All this fuss did not leave Miru indifferent and he found a convenient excuse to get closer to me. He caught me at a bar and started a conversation about the inhabitants of this planet:
- They say that this leader actually chose you for very close communication, - Miru emphasized in a friendly manner after a shot of cold vodka.
- It's all a lie and a profanation ... - I answered evasively with a sarcastic smile. - He just greeted us ... such naive natives ... it's better not to discuss this at all ...
- Well ... Dalla told me everything and I am also impressed ... is this wild guy so good?
- In what sense?
- Well, in this!
- Miru - are you gay? Tell me right now! - I decided to find out everything at once, without beating around the bush.
- Why do you think so? - his breathing noticeably quickened.
- You look at me ... weird all the time ... and what is the point of this conversation? — my barely audible attacks sounded quite natural after a few drinks.
Miru got nervous and his eyes started darting around... Fuck! I understood everything... there was no doubt left because of his tense silence, and he convulsively took another sip of vodka...
- You're stalking me... you know... I even watched dreams about you... Why?
A heavy sigh was heard from the first mate, who was staring at the bar.
- I'm not gay! Let's talk about this in a more private place... - his offer seemed ridiculous to me in this delicate situation.
- Why do we need a private... Be honest... what exactly do you want from me?
- You! - Miru tore his gaze away from the table and our eyes met abruptly.