While I was looking for a bed partner, I also wanted someone who knew her job. Loral didn’t have a ship and was currently waiting for reassignment. ...he had been on shuttle crews for a year. I was amused to learn she was also a Kiwi. My file had a note attached that she had already been in three different crews in so far.I asked her to sit, which she did. “So why do you need reassignment?” was my first question. Nothing in the file indicated she was bad at her job, quite the opposite in fact.. It went a little further in. I pull it back again and then back in. It was stretching me inside deliciously. I felt it hit the barrier again and I was panting. I pushed it in with a quick thrust. It hurt horribly but I felt so full it was incredible and her body was starting to respond. I held it there for a few minutes whilst her body adjusted. Then I started pushing it in and out again. I felt my heartbeat rising further and further again. In. Out. In. Out. Faster and deeper it went. My body. The gathering went Berserk and slammed against the cage. I then noticed a tiny smile in the corner of Joans lips. From then on I ignored the crowd. I let them just fade away so I could concentrate in the task at hand. Before she could react I tackled Joan to the floor and kissed her neck and collarbone. Her hands stroked my thighs and I lowered my head down to her bosom. I took a deep breath and tool her beatiful nipple into my mouth. I felt her moan and with my other hand I tweaked the other. . . twelve slow . . . then twelve fast . . .”Melissa’s bottom began to rise and fall. Her teeth were clenched, eyes closed and she was whimpering down her nose. The intensity of those whimpers intensified as her hindquarters bounced furiously up and down during the last dozen movements. Perhaps more by luck than good judgement she managed to remain in the poised position. Her white shoulders were heaving, the trembling of her under-thighs had increased.“I believe she’s almost coming,” said.