"We don't want any sign of habitation visible from space," Marcie explained when the Admiral shot her a funny look.The hangar cave was bright, well-li..., and surrounded by workshops. Behind a fence, a stack of pods functioned as housing for the ground support crews and their families. He could see children playing behind a pod that had been set up as a school. He didn't get particularly close, which preserved the surprise he would encounter at the end of his tour.The transporter nexus deposited. After a awhile I just got up, grabbed her cock and started rubbing it. I threw her on the bed, got between her legs, and started sucking it. It was about 6 inches long, mine was about 9 or more. I just smiled when she shot her load right down my throat.She turned over on her hand and knees in dog style; I put a bit of lube on her asshole and positioned my cock. I pushed in harder and I felt her loosen up a bit as I penetrated inside half way. “Put your fucking cock all the way in and fuck me. It was in their genes. Grace of course had no such issues. Her father, Grant, was the CEO of Asagiri Inc., a the****utic company that specialized in alternative procedures. He graduated from the most prestigious academy in Kylan Island, like his father and his father's father did before him. The Sawa family was among the top five affluent clans in Kylan. Her mother was as beautiful as she was creative, and was descended from such. Grace had came from good stock, and her body and mind. It was now little more than a floating headquarters for the French Pacific Squadron.Nearby lay RFS Linois, an antique, now, and in a similar state of disrepair. Its preposterous extended ram bow, 'tumblehome' hull and two tall, large funnels made her look like a floating museum exhibit. Similarly, her propeller shafts had not spun for some considerable time.The crews reflected the state of their ships. Tahiti, for all intents and purposes, was in peacetime mode. Very little of the Great War in.