' Carol's robe fell off her other shoulder. She was naked from the waist up. John's cock started slowly rising. I'll admit my cock started swellin.... John moved over and sat at Carol's feet. She took her feet and placed them on John's knees. Her toes were freshly pedicured and painted a vivid red. Carol's feet are amazing, well-formed, shining softness, perfect toes and a graceful arch. She wriggled her toes at John in an inviting gesture. John cradled one foot in his hands and began. I guess I haven't really understood how things are for you on Cassandra. I have read the material on your males' low fertility rates and I understand intellectually about how that leads to the whole Damsel in Distress thing. What I don't get is exactly what you caretakers get out of this personally." Well, lets see - our males have dicks the size of breakfast sausages. Worse, they have the libido of a honey bee drone and the sexual skills of a brick. Worst of all, when one can be browbeaten. Shortly afterward you applied, were accepted, and joined the Raider’s crew with the rank of Steward, again coincidentally, of course,” Jeff finished with a smirk.The Steward was trembling slightly, and his face was white, but he continued to stand at rigid Attention. “According to the First Officer, your academy’s courses are well known to the fleet, and the study material – we would call them books – is part of the Raider‘s memory banks for reference material. The memory banks were. I was so aroused, my nipples hard, my pussy dripping. My mind was spinning. Victor’s response to my decision to have an undraped massage brought as many questions as it answered. As I thought about this, my hand travelled downward, finding my swollen, wanting clitoris. I began to rub slowly at first and then quickening my tempo. My other hand found one breast and then the other, rolling the nipples between my fingers. The nipples that Victor had oh so briefly kissed! In my heightened state of.