“Contact the Gershonians and Melanoqi, give them the data and request they loose their Heavy Fighters, if you please, Comms.”“Messages sent and ...cknowledged, sir,” the Comm Officer replied.“Good. Now, all ships prepare to take fire from the next alien salvo.”“At last,” Navarch Tissimla commented when she received the message from Admiral Clessik.“He’s playing it safe, Navarch,” her Flag Captain, Ploiarch Refuni, replied with a slight smile as Tissimla had been chafing a little from not getting. "Nutting, I work till 7 o'clock in morning", he told me. "Well I don't know what I'm going to do all night I'm wide awake" I said. "You can play video game" was his responce. "Naw I already did that!, guess I'll just read or watch TV in the truck". I told him. "You want me to come se you at truck?" he said kinda shy. "Sure that would be great! when?". I said as I had a tremble in my voice, things were going through my head. "I get lunch at tree a. m."he said. "3am?" I asked to be sure. He. It turned me on in some unique way. She caressed my hair and started pulling me towards her dick. I touched it then started to lick it. I did it for 2-3 mins. She was growing impatient now. She started to press my head down.She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in with force. I took it in. I started to suck and slurp on it. I was only working on the mushroom part of it. Her dick was glistening and throbbing. She was moaning pretty loud now. Just then she held my head and thrust her hips. How my Porn Star baby tee stretched up, unveiling my navel piercing and the strip of my belly when I breathed in and my ribs expanded, his eyes lingering on my breasts. There was that small sound in the back of my throat again as his eyes drifted down to the low waist of my olive urban cargos, and my breath easing as he removed his gaze from my fly. I shifted my feet restlessly, tapped the square toes of my metallic silver Doc Martens. His lips creased briefly into a smile. He turned to his.