She was using her arms to keep those long legs open for her oral attack. I had a hard time taking my eyes off that sight till I realized that her puss... was over Miss Left's face. She was straddling her head and forcing her pussy down using thrusts and rubbing. I heard moaning that sounded like guttural noises. I watched their skin ripple with pleasure as they manipulated each others pussies with tongues and fingers. The bed rocked with each thrust as the one would pull the other deeper in a. She was over-seeing a platoon of Marines who were manning a .50 caliber machine gun on the starboard side of the ship. As she moved into position next to the platoon sergeant who was really in charge of these Marines she saw what appeared to be smoke plumes coming up and past her troops. This got her blood moving. She looked over the side and saw several small boats apparently powered by out-board motors zooming past her position and shooting small arms fire up into the side of the ship. There. Suck your belly in...drop your shoulders, relax your neck, your face, tilt your pelvis...” I did all she told me: willed my limbs to mirror hers. Week by week, they started to respond. I barely noticed. I only watched her. But she saw it, saw me, and started to smile at me now and then, when I skipped through the door, when my limbs lengthened, my spine flattened, according to her demand. At the end of each class she turned the lights off for five minutes and instructed us to relax, breathe,. “What?” she asked, alarmed by his mannerisms.“Outside. It sounded like ... a swoop bike.”“Let’s check the cameras.”Jakson grinned as they moved over to his main computer, now outfitted with a security system, courtesy of Rey. She had managed to hotwire a few cameras and had connected them to his ship, allowing them to keep an eye out for approaching trouble. As Rey powered on the cameras, Jakson slipped on some clothes and holstered his blaster at his side.“Got something. A pair of swoop riders.