"Now hooking up to the both of you. Tractor has the both of you, now going to Trans-warp." Johnathon advised as space began to ripple in front of him,...and then he started forward into the rift that was open.Less than two minutes later space began to ripple and boil not far from orbit of the Imperial planet. Johnathon then emerged with both ships in tow.Letting them go Shelby appeared on the command deck in front of Hartwell. "We thank you for bringing us home Admiral." Hartwell nodded to both. "Look at how high you have that dripping ass of yours, is that what you want? Do you want your master to fuck that tight little ass of yours?" I asked again slapping her ass twice in quick succession.Instead of hollering out the numbers Diana instead just hollered and came drenching her legs and making a dark spot on the cushion below her, I listened for an answer but instead all I heard was a small mumble into the pillow."What was that kitten?" I asked rubbing my hand soothingly over her. At the rear of the stage, between Beatrice and Suzy, the curtain was slowly raised to reveal a pair of long, powerful legs, thigh muscles taut. Pneumatic breasts. Flaming red hair. An Amazonian warrior princess… And like the others, Vanja was wearing vintage burlesque underwear: black bustier, suspenders, seamed stockings, eight inch heels, above-the-elbow satin gloves. She stood at the back of the stage, hands on hips, bust pushed out. An arrogant eyebrow was raised at the crowd, a sneer of. Molly and Faye pulled apart and joined in munching on tits, trying to make Becki come. I had to pull my left hand out of Becki to change hands, so remembering the summer days Molly coated my right hand in suntan oil and pushed it firmly back into Becki's cunt. Faye had the bright idea of sliding one end of the double-ended dildo into Becki's arse and she quickly quivered to a shuddering climax. I withdrew and after getting some feeling back into my hand, with more suntan oil from Molly, I.