"Then do so, fold to the safest area you can and initiate repairs," Ken ordered."Sir, I am sorry, but you cannot issue those orders." This is Admiral ...ammy Thompson, I order the USS Leonardo Da Vinci to initiate an emergency fold," Tammy said as she walked over."Initiating now," said the AI of the crippled battleship.On the screen, the ship vanished and reappeared over the moon. Explosions and plasma fires continued to race out of control as the ships AI tried to save her.With the battlecruiser. As she pulled the zip, my red jockey underwear came into view. With her deft fingers she pulled my underwear down over my rod. My caged 14 inch manhood sprang up to full attention immediately and it had already wept copious tears of pre cum clearly indicating that it was unable to hold itself from bursting.When her fingers touched my cock, my mouth let out a deep involuntary Aaahah!! Of pleasure! She started fondling my cock while my fingers were busy working on her pubes, pulling, twisting &. I can't believe I have to convince you to fuck me now."She started pulling his clothes off, his old sweatshirt, the dusty tough pants and his underwear, then she got up, her ass turned in his direction so he could marvel at it while she pulled down her own pants. Then she was back on top of him, running her fingers over his dick that still had a hard time to get hard."Hm, she really did a number on you, didn't she?"It felt so weird that Moira knew he'd fucked someone else but rather than being. Formally she only booked a long weekend to see whether she would be a good submissive model for the erotic education series the Professor is shooting, so she could make some money to support her studies. However, her secret plan is to get pregnant at any prize! So far, so good. She arrives early Friday evening and stands their first tests well, getting off three times and is even impregnated by Professor Peter. Petra prepared her with an enema, so she expects some assault at her back-door.