The swarm ships were using the gas giant to screen their invasion. Enhanced optic scanners showed the enemy approach. Following the projected path to ...hide their approach, the screening forward elements approached ever closer. A second picket line followed the Libers, thirty-two Lima torpedo fighter-bombers. The swarm seemed prepared for the ambush.Radio silence ended with the voice from tactical on the Jefferson Davis. "Gamma squadron, go. Repeat Gamma squadron, go."Lilly flipped the switches. Her vagina clenched and unclenched around my shaft. Her face contorted, her mouth sucked in air and she groaned in pleasure. I thrust in and out of her deeply until she passed her peak and the gush of her cum coated my prick and balls. And remained embedded inside until she returned to reality. As my cock sucked out of her clasping moist hole she looked a bit disappointed. But she was reassured when I was definite about there being no particular rush. We cuddled on the lounge until Natalie. Me: I’m trying to solve your problem. Let us have sex, use me as much as you can to become pregnant. I never had sex with anyone. I am starving for it. I am unable to concentrate on my studies.Me: Whenever I am alone, I feel like masturbating, imagining you on the bed with me. Please, Ma’am, don’t deny my request. Both of us will be mutually benefitted.She was standing right next to me. I went closer to her and hugged her tightly. She tried to push me away, but I held her tight in my arms. She. "I turned slightly, to acknowledge her compliment and that's when her one hand found my cock through my painter's pants."Oh My" she exclaimed. "You're REALLY built well, aren't you?"I didn't know what to say so I just cleared my throat."Why don't you just stand up there for a bit" Rhonda suggested, "it seems that you're at the perfect height."There I was, standing on the platform of a painter's stool, holding my paint and my brush, as Rhonda unzipped my pants and fished for my cock. At that.