Reluctantly the Commander veered off the hallway down the stairs to her private chambers.Once in private, she quickly peeled her suit off and dug out ... replacement from her pneumatic drawers. Just as she started to crawl into the skintight uniform, her grey eyes caught herself in the mirror and her hands paused. She let her palms drift over her ample breasts, the only part of her body that wasn't skinny or a little scrawny. She shivered in arousal as her fingers, with a mind of their own, gave. With a final squeeze of my balls, she slid her lips off my dick, giving the cum-soaked tip a gentle kiss as she did.Licking the last drops from her lips, Amber moved from between my legs and lay beside me, resting her head on my chest. “God I’ve missed a real cock,” she said, “So much better than silicone.”Gasping for breath, I didn’t know what to say, so just kissed the top of her head softly.“I haven’t missed the taste of cum one bit though,” she laughed.As I recovered, I lay there stroking. She often spoke like a sweet young girl in a voice that made men’s cocks instantly hard as she flirted with them. She learnt at a very young age, how to make older men blush. I could tell she had something she wanted to asked me.‘Rick,’ she said, ‘Jeffery and Max want us both to go up to their place in Brisbane for a BBQ this weekend. They said we don’t have to bring a thing, they have all the food, rum and dope we need. What do you think, Darling?’‘A BBQ, at their place, who’s going to be. I didn’t think I was much to look at, but the men on my apps thought otherwise. Maybe I’m just used to my features. I don’t know, but one man described me as a young Paul Newman, which in my mind was an amazing compliment; he’s always been my biggest old Hollywood heartthrob.Yet despite all the work I put into making my profiles the best they could be, whenever my conversations with guys turned toward meeting up, I would chicken out. I knew I wanted to be with a man, but there’s a big.