--- "Hands on your head." --- the man ordered.Lilly placed her hands behind her head, and balanced on the balls of her feet. Her hairless pussy lewdly...exposed, and her tiny breasts pushed forward. As the man stared, she started to pee.She did not know what it was with men liking to watch women pee, but she could see by the growing bulge in his pants, taht the sight of her humiliation and exposed body, had an effect on the man.--- "No reason not to sample the goods before selling, isn't there?". "Reiker grunted, "And in the meantime they made you self aware, I'm not sure which I fear worse? What if you decide that I'm not doing the right thing? Would you space me as Milly did with Captain Smith?"Colin sounded shocked as he answered, "Certainly not, I have worked with you for several years Commander; I do not think you would ever do anything to endanger either the Base ship or those aboard it!" He said.Reiker released a silent breath that he'd been holding and then he had another. Her body started to shake as her orgasm built. Donna bit her lower lip trying not to scream. She let out a loud groan as her orgasm hit. She pulled away releasing his cock and letting go a large stream of fluid. Jeff glanced down as soon as he felt the wetness. Hard streams of liquid spewed from her pussy, and her body went into convulsions. “You fucking bitch. You just got my damn pants wet. Jeff pulled her hair and turned her around. Forcing her to her knees, he shoved his cock into her. Circe, sorceress, witch. A voice so steeped in magical chant and ecstatic, holy praise that God Himself would have seduced her just to listen as she reached her climax. In lilting jazzy riffs of moans and little pattering breaths; in low, agonized releases, in snarling, animal howls she was a singer. Awaiting a man to sing to. Thinking of the man she awaited, often in the nights, her fingers would wind their way along her skin, over the slopes of her hips, to the center of her thighs; wet lips.