As soon as she did, she spread her legs and I began feeding my cock into her pussy. I only pumped maybe three times when she was having a full-fledged... orgasm. I began pumping harder as she kept telling me that she never, ever felt this way before. I must have gone for a good five more minutes and felt myself getting ready to come. I lifted her legs and buried my cock deep in her and started to shoot my load. She was coming again or maybe it was a continuation of her last orgasm. I left my cock. I half expected Nadine to be embarrassed about the whole thing but she wasn’t at all. In fact she was almost defiant in how she was reacting to the previous night’s adventure. She talked about feeling free, being tired of being virtually ignored and that she thoroughly enjoyed her experience. I recall her saying that the attention she received made her feel so good, so attractive, that she really wanted to tell Steve what she had done and how much she enjoyed it. Most surprising was that she. "Just tune her up and fix broken things or scars and such -- and the tits." Okay." The medic started the tube; the AI would have the program, apparently. "The older one?" Let's see her pushed back to eighteen," Master mused. The AI projected Janine, life-size, regressed. She was better, but not great. "Do something for those fun bags," Master grunted. "Get 'em up and in a bit -- more like Bitch's, but not as hot and tight." I enjoyed the implied compliment, but was a little miffed that Janine. This was done individually, so there was just me and the two instructors who were examining this part. I was wearing the trainee version of the company’s stewardess uniform, which varied from the actual only in having less adornment and, it seemed to me, being even shorter in the skirt length. The current uniform was a short tight skirt in dark red, with a vent at the back, and it came with matching dark red boots – though for practicality they had no more of a heel than any sensible working.