Using an index finger, he traces my lower lips, up and down to my inner entrance then back up to circle my clitoris. After, he takes another hand, ins...rts two fingers into me, wet and swollen. Moaning, he thrusts slowly, using the thumb of his other hand on my clitoris, turning little circles and tracing figure-eights. Kissing my cheeks and legs, I feel his tongue flick across my clitoris at times. I know he’s not all that big on taste, which makes me even more wet knowing he’s doing this for. We did learn that they had been pinged by a beacon in the direction of Delta Pavonis. We reported this to the Station manager. A UNSEC warship in that sector was sent to follow, as they feared the ships intended to harm the starship, Fortune.Fortune then scared the crap out of the warship when they appeared much closer in the system than they were expected to be. They were also doing a lot slower speed, and it took the warship time to lose speed and turn around to follow them in.Captain Nick. They pushed against her few remaining garments, her petticoats. Her petticoats slid down her hips, down her legs, to the deck atop the blue of her dress. Her clenched fists pressed against something hard beneath the fabric of his pants. Her body stood exposed to his gaze. He walked around her, holding his dagger, tapping his dagger against his leg. She felt his eyes study her body. ?I beg you sir.? She paused, gasping for air. ?I beg you sir, I am a virgin.? His. "What are you doing Cassie?"Without answering, I slide down and lower myself so that my oily breasts come in contact with Pepper's thigh. Moving up, I raise up just enough so my hardened nipple makes contact with her wet pussy. Rocking back and forth, my nipple slips between the puffy folds."Mmm... mmm," Purrs Pepper.I continue rubbing my nipple against her slit and erect clitoris. It is only a matter of minutes before Pepper's orgasm shoots through her body, hitting every nerve ending. Her.
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