On the way back to his condo Harv had had the limo driver put up the partition and then he had taken her on the back seat of the limo. When he was spe...t and she lay there looking up at him with heavy-lidded and lust filled eyes he had said:"You didn't cum and I won't be ready again for a while. Do you want the driver?" The driver?" Yes, the driver.She had surprised herself when without even thinking she said, "It doesn't matter what I want; I'm on your time."Harv had smiled down at her and had. Not to mention regular midnight meeting's with various crewmen. She was brought back to the task at hand though when Malcolm finally launched his load down her gullet, spewing torrents of thick gooey cum all down her throat and mouth. Gagging on the hot load Hoshi pulled back from Malcolm's cock, only to be covered in a thick glaze of sperm as he fired off the last of his load. "Lieutenant Reed to the bridge, we have an alien vessel on screen," Archer's voice came over the intercom. "Right away. He comforted himself with the fact that she had wanted it in the first place, she just got more than she planned to. ‘Thats not rape, is it?’ He thought meekly, stepping behind a shrub as Kara emerged, crimson-faced. She had obviously noted the loss of her panties, as her skirt was pulled down as far as it would go, which wasn’t that far. She hadn’t noticed the cum stain on the back of her skirt, though, which people kept turning to look at. Deciding she needed a tiny bit more humiliation, and. "Go ahead, Shirley, put on your women's panties."As I lay on the bed, I put my legs into the panties, and pulled them up. I raised my ass off the bed to pull the panties up, then pulled the waistband over my hips, and there I was, once again, in Mrs. Johnson's bed, wearing Mrs. Johnson's panties. I sighed contentedly."Now, for a bra." She walked over to her lingerie drawer, rummaged about, and then pulled out a white bra. Holding it up, she said, "It's a Playtex 18 Hour bra. A real housewife.