He would not be able to touch his tongue her tongue, to taste her nipple, to feel her pussy, to smell her ass. If today events were differently, then,...after work, she would went home, boyfriend will hug her, and then, he will stuck her in the wall, lift her skirt, and fuck her hard, instead of him.He put aside the sexy blue lace. He liked to fuck girls' ass with the string on them. Her pussy was ready. He liked her ass view as she was bending on his office. He was keeping her bent with his one. To this day, Pallas was the primary Chemical Weapon research center of the Union Military.McElligott made a mental note to call General Beilstein, who was the lead officer of the Joint Armed Forces Chem Development program to get up to date on what they cooked and brewed up on Pallas.On Mars, Human Terrans worked on the ATLAS program, the Alternative TransLocator weApon Systems project. In McElligott’s opinion one of the most important of them all. He was a strong opponent of the current weapon. Some guys would probably just look and stare but with me being a senior I was being a bit more sly. I put my hands on the floor in front of me and leaned forward acing like I was stretching my back. I 'm stretching my back and turn my head to look up her skirt. I look up her skirt expecting to see a thong or g-string as this girl has definitely has the body for either of those small panty types. It was kind of dark in this hallway and it wasn't his easiest thing to see but I saw part of her. ”“Yes, OMG.”“Do you know the name of the Company,” asked Tom.“Yes! Oceanic Mechanical Geniuses!” He just smiled, “ I didn’t pick that up.”“So are you onboard?”“Are you kidding, Yes!”“Linda has papers for you to sign. Okay then!”Tom left and went and seen the girls. “Anna, Mike will only be working outside except for an emergency, Captain Fry will be the new Mike. He actually can do more than Mike. If you need it done tell him but don’t overwhelm him. And you guys know what I mean!”“Yes Boss,”.