Somehow she knows what they creatures want her to do. Or is it what she wants to do? The thing is enormous. It very thick and has to be at least two f...et long. It may as well be an arm sitting there. After what Mercy has been through since coming to this planet—hours ago? Days?—she can handle whatever is thrown at her. The woman’s eyes fill with lust.Without a second thought, Mercy drops forward onto her elbows. She takes the mushroom dildo into her hands and starts sucking it. She licks it up. “Perhaps he is masturbating for my benefit?”“Watch me cum baby, I am going to cum on another man’s huge cock,” she groans after what must have been seven minutes in that position.“Watch me cum baby,” she repeats as she shudders and has a noisy and very wet orgasm. She stands up and walks over to her partner and runs her hands down his chest, then toys with his erection.“I am going to lay on my back, open my legs let this man fuck my brains out, for at least twenty minutes. Do I have your. As my longest employee I also count on her to maintain productivity for all the staff, not just production. I regard her as my Sergeant Major, and as such she is always on top of things, seldom having to bother me with some of the petty issues that tend to plague a staff of this size. She immediately started clapping in a stern pay-attention-to-me manner. Then with equal sternness and only some raising of her voice, she began to tell everyone to get back to work. While she did this she walked. "Too bad so many people had to die, but at least they were the right people." It was pretty close to a 'Don't blame yourself' speech."Don't worry admiral, I'm not in danger of going postal. Some of my team have different ideas about what is the right way to go, but in the end no one endangered anyone else on the team. I'm calling because Jen wants to go home and I have things to do here yet. How about sending a man with her for a week. If there is anything funny going on, I will rush home. I.