Jumpsuit on, satchel in place, she stepped out her front door. It swished closed, instantly locking behind her. She meandered down the street to the m...ss transit terminal. Where would she go tonight? She laughed at the thought of night. The space station was not even in orbit around an asteroid. It hung there in space, ships coming and going all the time. Universal Time ruled the day, but light cycles were important too. To compensate for the lack of sun a fake video sky was built that cycled. Her skin was smooth smooth smooth, with a good completion, on her body especially. And those tits. Not really big, but natural. So soft and squeezable, with just the right amount of sag to them. She'd let me feel her up, and she'd tease my cock with a bit of hip friction. Grinding on my hard on through denim. But she wasn't one who jerked guys off for tips. Stands out in my mind in retrospect, a time I had those tits in my hands, her knee fucking me through my pants like only a professional. They kissed again and mum unbuttoned her trousers as Auntie Sheila’s fingers were still rubbing her, her pants fell to the floor and mum put her hand inside Auntie Sheila’s pants, they rubbed as they kissed.Another few minutes went by when mum walked Auntie Sheila back to the sofa and sat her down, opening her thighs she pulled her knickers down, she was totally shaven. With her legs spread wide mum knelt down and licked her as Auntie Sheila moaned. It could only have been less than 5 minutes. "We don't have to have sex ... and it would be exciting to dance ... just for a little while? Then we could run back in here. Nobody would follow us. Think about it. There are real dancers and real ... um ... you know in there! Who's going to follow us out of the room with all those grown women in there?"Judith looked at Kendi. "What do you think?"Kendi looked at the others. Janice was already unbuttoning her uniform blouse, the Supergirl costume draped over one elbow. She looked back at.