”“Don't suppose we can get them to take care of the smugglers for us.” I smiled.“Afraid not my lord.” The Steward shook his head.“Jenkins ...ow would you like to be an admiral.” I glanced over. Jenkins grew up on ships and knew more about them then anyone I had ever meet. His parents moving from one to another as pilot and mechanic. His talents had been wasted after he was demoted and reassigned to the logistics division as a cargo pilot after sleeping with an admirals daughter. Strangely he. I'll make you one too if you want one." She shook her head no, and glanced a little nervously at me when I went to a table across the way from her. "I guess you went to the concert last night." I remarked as I pulled the chair out."Yeah. Were you as well?" No, not my kind of music. Classical is more to my liking," I replied."Yuck!" She settled back in the chair. I kept an eye on her while I arranged my papers. I guessed she was about fourteen and developing nicely although wearing baggy jeans. She fell to the floor and writhed as the eighteen-year-old boy coated her with his seed. She was only dimly aware of Caroline and Roy talking as she coasted on her high.“Amazing.” Roy jerked out the last few sprays of cum. “Get her up ... and bend her ... over the table,” he panted.“Okay, Roy.” Caroline had just had her own orgasm watching Fiona submit to the fat teenager. She slid off the table and grabbed Fiona under her arms, careful not to get Roy’s cum on her own clothes. She pulled Fiona. Then she kisses me with passion that I don't expect. After her kiss, she speaks in my ear. Telling me how she likes watching me. How every time that she has sex she is thinking of me. She tells me how she wants to show me all that she has learned, from the boys.Then I notice that she is naked. I realize that she is rubbing against me, against my now hard cock. I didn't know what to say, but "YES". I kissed her back harder now. Pulling her soft body closer to me, I rub my hands over her ass, and.