"Tanya Kandinsky looked up from her diagnostic board and brushed her long black hair over her shoulder, and replied, "Ma'am, that's four hundred gener...tors." Just concentrate on the mid-ship portside generators. If there's a problem, it's going to be in that area. There are only fifty of them. Then work your way back to the power supply. Also, pin your hair up. It's going to be downright dirty work."Looking over the assembled crew personnel, she spotted William O'Neil reading one of the. Not as long, of course, but as large and at least an inch and a half long. I let out an audible gasp. Either she was too far into it to hear me, or she ignored it, because her rhythm did not change. Wow I was already turned on, but now, I really wanted to touch that thing. I began to stroke her calf, and strangely, she slowed her rhythm. It didnt feel like a cautious move, and I put my hand on her knee. She spread her legs farther apart, and drew her feet up closer to her body. I could get. She could only feel what was being done and from the sensations she was feeling try to derive what instrument the Doctor was using.This was something entirely different, a slowly building feeling of pressure and fullness inside her vagina. By the time the Doctor had squeezed the bulb eight additional times Michelle was feeling very full indeed. She could not know that the plug was now inflated to the shape of a small football with a biggest diameter of almost three inches. Even at the base. As I got to a particularly large stain miss Jones grabbed my hair and forced my face hard on to her boot. Lick it you shit, lick my dried cum of my boots. I tried to pull away but she held me hard and so I continued to lick getting the taste of her cum on my tongue and in my mouth.She then released my hair and on looking up I saw her hitching up her tight black leather skirt with both hands. As it got to her waist I couldn't belive my eyes, miss Jones had a big fat thick 9 inch cock between her.