She spread her legs slightly so the bottom gently flowed between her legs and remained in my grip. As I stood nearly paralyzed holding the limp fabric...I could see her smooth pussy and nicely rounded ass were free. My god, what a sight she was, nearly naked and perfect in every way. No noticeable tan lines. Somehow she must have spent some of her sun time in the nude. Clean shaven and fresh, a real woman, a real woman three years my senior naked waiting for my cock to pleasure her. I began to. I spread it out over my shoulders and work my way down to my breasts. I ran my palms over them, feeling my nipples harden and squeezed them with my hands as I massaged the lotion into them. I couldn’t resist pinching my nipples softly at first and then harder, a soft sigh escaping my lips. I reluctantly let them go as the rest of my skin needed attention. I continued over my stomach, working the lotion into my skin and then further down my abdomen, letting my fingers glide over my shaved pubic. Missions mean encounters with the Sa'arm. Encounters mean battles. Battles result in damage. No one talks too much about that. It's hard to think that your friends might die in a fight.Of course, that does mean that pirates are very unlikely around here. I don't know the full roster of ships in the area, but Wadi-at sees a combat ship come and visit every couple of days. Most only stay for a few hours before leaving the system, but a couple have stopped for a day to rest crews. It was. That would prove to be a devastating choice. She had just unknowingly taken an ecstasy cocaine mix with alcohol. Cynthia was sitting on the sofa and Spencer had sat down across from her on the love seat. She had on a pair of designer jeans and loose-fitting crop top sweatshirt that was open halfway down the front, but it had a laced-up drawstring to hold it together.Within a few minutes, he could tell she was calmed down considerably. She had stopped crying.After a few more minutes, Spencer.