Onboard Ace, Zimmel was in the med bay looking over the readings for Lucie. “Any indication of what happened?”“At the moment it appears that she...has suffered from extreme sensory overload. If Miss Lucie Prime were like us I would suggest she reset her sensors. Seeing as she is a corporeal entity that would be an unwise course of action.”Zimmel was nodding remembering something like this that he’d heard of when he first came here. Shaking his head for the life of him it was presently escaping. ............usually the woman were the ones to do the talking, but it was an electric erotic charge to hear those words from him............"Let him take your ass, love, let him take..........I want to look in your face............... I want to look in your eyes, hear you moan.......I will be stroking myself.......................... I will stroke you with the vibrator if you wish.........................." Denis, please................................" I am going to give you few moments when. She was still ready for more.Peter begged to let him sitting between us. Then he put his arm around me as I was sipping my drink. I put my arms around his strong neck and kissed him seductively. He slid his tongue into my waiting mouth. I heard Tara laughing as she watched us kissing…Very gently, Peter rubbed my tits through my thin blouse. I could feel my nipples becoming hard with his soft touch and I pressed closer to him, wriggling in delight.Tara noticed his boss’ dick swelling and slowly. I thought she looked better with it short. She never dared to wear a bikini but her one-piece suits always fit her well and gave me a lot to think about.Yes, I thought she was a good looking woman, even when I was ten or eleven, when I started masturbating. From then on, she figured in many of my stroke fantasies, especially because she was always physically affectionate toward me when she came to visit. I always got a big hug when she arrived, that pressed my face between her large breasts.