.I was agitated because I had kept her waiting at all. God I was worried about nothing. She was at me quicker than the barrier gate opening in the cup... Her hands cupped around my face...tongues instantly engaged. Her breasts crushing deliciously into my chest. Both my hands grabbing handfuls of her arse under her yellow dress...taking in her shape through her sheer pantyhose.She kept kissing me but let her dress fall off her shoulders and my head was buried in her cleavage between her white. She was on the far side of her man, caressing him; actually she was looking at us and mimicking my actions. He watched us too. I murmured my observations to Ivan. He slowly turned his head and looked at them, and agreed with my opinion. “You watch while I play,” I suggested to him. My fingertips wandered down the underside of his flaccid cock, as it rested along his belly, and felt the softness of his hanging scrotum and the size of his big balls. Gently I caressed the skin of his shaft and it. After her mate had not returned three hours after his meeting with Lieutenant Reed, she had visited the quarters of the Armory officer, fearing that the men might have inebriated themselves. Contrary to the lieutenant's belief, she was quite aware of his secret cache of alcoholic beverages; she did regular ship-wide scans for various allergens known to threaten some of the crew members, and Crewman Carson from science was allergic to hops.But the lieutenant had insisted that Trip had left over. I heard you making your happy sounds, so I went back to bed.”“Good girl,” Em said. “Want to hand me my nightshirt on the floor there?” Em sat up and pulled the long T-shirt over her head, her bare breasts enticingly displayed. I almost reached over to suck one of her nipples before I caught myself. That wouldn’t do in front of Pey. The poor kid was already probably scarred for life.“Since you went to a Valentine party last night, let’s make heart-shaped pancakes for breakfast,” Pey said..