I watched intently as that strong drink entered her mouth. But she just took a big sip and said thank you. Not my night obviously. We, mostly her, tal...ed as she worked on that drink. After finishing about half the glass, I notice a bead of sweat appear at her temples. The drink was strong and she had her hot uniform on. I had continued to drink too and she started becoming like a subject I was studying or observing and less of an annoyance. I had decided by now to see just how far from her. Only I could have sex with Sharron. We weren't related by blood at all.My dick throbbed hard.“Oh, wow,” moaned Sharron. “Oh, Becky, that's nice and... and... You're growing hard!”“Well, you are such a cute thing,” I said. This was so... different. It was almost like having a reunion with one of my old college friends. With girls I'd fucked so many times that they weren't consumed with lust for me. Only...The way she looked at me wasn't because my pheromones sent her in heat. That desire I. People throughout the galaxy were speculating on what wonder the team would pull next. Sponsors were fighting for advertising time bracketing the reports of the team's escapades, and galactic TV had a truly interspecies hit on its hands. There was backstage talk that some other shows wanted their time moved away from opposite the team's viewing time because they had practically lost their entire audience. Jase was even approached, through Seven, with offers to be a "creative consultant" for. I felt her juices dripping down my wrist and it turned me on more. My lips were at her ear. “Tell me how Warren fucked you,” I whispered. “Did he fuck you like this?” I shoved two fingers up her vagina and she gave a low guttural moan, her hips meeting my every thrust. “Answer me,” I growled again, quickening my pace. Her pussy made wet sloshing noises as I pumped into her. “Faster, faster,” she managed to say between moans. I slowed down, pulling out of her unhurriedly, almost slipping out..