I suggested that, if they approved of my goals, it might be best if the AIs published their own statement about the limits to Mr. Ar-buth-not's author...ty and my own, and that, in wartime, maybe the various ship COs would probably live longer listening to a Naval Commodore than to a maritime traffic cop.Soon after that there was a system-wide declaration from the AIs that Commodore Harold Arbuthnot, commanding Truman Base, held administrative authority over all fixed assets in the system, but. “Give it to me, fuck me, own that pussy,” the tirade of words coming out of her mouth was constant now and was encouraging me to go harder and faster.Jade was almost screaming in my ear now and I released her legs, which flew up into the air and then wrapped around my back as did her arms, her nails dug into my back, I could feel the sharp pain as the nails split my skin.“Give it to me, fill my cunt with your creamy cum, give it to me, give it to me.”Her back arched as she came violently with. She crawled under the table, pushed my knees apart, and nestled her head in my lap, her cheek rubbing against my fat but constrained erection. ‘Oh yeah, much better.’ She kissed my zipper. ‘Ron, this guy feels pretty attentive. Mind if I check him out?’ Cindy asked. Before I could answer, Cindy had unzipped me. She goosed my butt, which I raised reactively, and she slid my jeans and briefs down a bit. My freed cock sprang to attention like a good soldier. ‘Oh yeah, a standing ovation. This. ”I was curious about whether our ploy had worked and asked Eirini, “So, did it work? Are we hidden from the mortals once more?”Eirini just shrugged and said, “We are unsure as of now. We haven’t had any contact with any mortal after the explosion nor have we been near any sort of media. But seeing the utter destruction of the spaceship, I will say that it’s a safe bet that we are out of the mortals’ eyes now.”I nodded, content before a horrible thought struck me. “Hey guys, have you tried to.