She practically skipped up to meet them. "Called it!" she said in asingsong voice.Captain Barrows regarded the young Caitian impassively. "Report,Lieu...enant," he said in a serious tone.The newcomer straightened up to attention. "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. Thesenew ones are hard to adjust to," she said. "Three Klingons engaged andneutralized. Definitely part of the rebel faction," she reported. "One isstill alive, though he'll need medical attention. The others..." Shelooked down at her blood-soaked. ” I say. “Good thing diner is almost ready or I would not have been able to keep my promise of making it worth your while. I am going upstairs to change, there are dry towels in the main bath if you want one.” You add as you head for the stairs. As I follow you up the stairs I can not help but watch you, and to imagine what it would be like to help you out of that wet dress. To gently dry you’re skin, pampering you and covering you with kisses as I go. At the top of the stairs I turn right into. She reaches for the cleft of her gushing wet pussy, moans in bliss. You keep shooting. There is no need for sound. Looking at this picture, every man, every woman will see the pleasure on her face.Her left hand reaches for her throat. It claws around it, she chokes herself as a finger opens her sex. She looks like a doll paralyzed in pleasure, enslaved. A complete submission to her own lust, to the image of her degradation.Puppet of the lens. Both her hands rip away. One slides on her cheek,. In, in, out. In, in, out. Tears sprang from her eyes. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Ryan please - just go.”Ryan’s other hand pushed between her robe. Found her full breast. Fingers on the brown nipple. Stroking it as she gasped. Her robe opened, revealing her naked body beneath. “You don’t want me to go, do you?”“Please. Please - Ryan - don’t. Just - no more pleasssssse.” Karen’s body shivered in his grasp. “No no no please I can’t -” Her feet followed Ryan as he guided her into the living.