“Sascha, a word?” It wasn't as much a request as it was an order. Sascha looked at him, trying to gauge what would happen next. She nodded after a...pause and got up. Jericho followed her out with his eyes. “What's up, Captain?” Sascha asked, leaning on a bulkhead with one arm. Trelkor paced around, arms behind his back. He let out a grunt. “I need your team to board an Endeavor-class cruiser and disable weapons and engines.” Sascha raised her eyebrows, blinking a couple of times. “Uhm, excuse. So I got to ride in expensive cars and got expensive gifts. When I used to go on dates, I would let them touch my body. I used to go with them to the theaters where a flop movie would be playing so that the theater would be empty. We would kiss and play throughout the movie. I would let them put their hands in my top, my skirts, everywhere. I put my hand in their pants and squeezed their lunds. One day, when the theater was completely empty, me and my then boyfriend, Sushil started making out. “You’re still wearing so much, my love”, she whispered in his ear.Sakuya pulled up his shirt, kissing his his torso. She looked up to him after hearing a little gasp. She kissed him again, while her hands started to open his belt and undress his lower part, his hands where resting on her hips. Both felt the intimacy between them, something that were impossible some time ago. She knelt before him, smiling while looking up to him. The red-haired girl took a deep breath, she was slightly nervous,. ‘Oh! Oh, Lonnie! I’m going crazy!’ she groaned, pressing herself against his searching hand. Indescribable thrills roiled through her while he caressed her aching, lubricant-soaked opening. Her body arched and twisted and thrills continued rumbling through her. He was so gentle! It felt like he was touching her everywhere all at once, like having her feel good was important! ‘Ah! Oh, God! Ahhh!’ she mewled. Lonnie began probing her juicy opening with his fingers. Her groans got louder and she.