Feeding out of this mask were hundreds more microfilament cables that appeared to plug into random sockets above the Pilot’s head. To a stranger the...Pilot looked like a marionette that had been carelessly dumped on its back, its strings in disarray, and no master to control it. The elegance of the exterior was mirrored on the interior of the ship. There were no square edges to anything on the inside. No surface was rough or harsh to the touch, all was smooth and had a dark coppery bronze sheen. I let go of her now and watched her enjoy her moment of the extreme pleasure surging through her body. I lay back now, pleased with what I'd done to her and holding my own tits up she got up on one arm and reached over to begin her caresses of me. My body was on fire, I loved the feelings being induced in me as Catherine began to take care of my needs. As she suckled and fondled my tits her other hand found my pussy, she was wet so wet I opened my legs for her to explore it fully, I was. She went all the way down to my knees before starting to double back up the legs, this time with an intense focus on my inner thighs. Finally she reached the place where my legs come together, and I felt a hair raising tingle on my balls. Coco spent a solid 45 seconds tickling just my sack before moving up to the base of my dick.“Is ok?” She asked as she lightly ran a finger up my shaft.“Yes!” I said, this time unable to contain my eagerness.Coco lingered on the head of my penis with one. Of course I would have to pullthe gaff down to pee, but I already knew that I wouldn't be using anyurinals wearing a dress.A black lace garter belt was next and a pair of thigh high nylonsfollowed. I was fairly experienced with rolling them up my legs andattaching them to the garters, so I didn't need Wendy's assistance withthem. At least I didn't think so. After I completed my task, Wendyreminded me that the garters should be under the gaff, otherwise, Iwould have to unfasten the nylons to.