When we arrived I let her enter first. She looked around and her smile just got bigger and bigger. She said: ‘Wow.’ Along the right wall were her ...desk complete with an oversize top, a high-backed executive style office chair and a worktable that was now piled up with computer parts. Two conference room chairs were in front of her desk as guest chairs. Along the back wall were two workbenches. I had brought in some of my old test equipment and had it on one workbench shelf. In the left front. . It was a huge turd.. Then she got up and I took the shit from my mouth and gave it to Sangi..I was kneeling like a doggy with my asshole upright then I told her to insert the shit into my asshole.. And I stretched my ass walls.. She took the turd in her hands and took of a small piece and inserted into my asshole completely inside then she took another piece and inserted inside and then finally the last turd. The largest of the all into my hole.. Then after sometime the whole shit was inside. "Good!" Ponkert sighed, settling into the form-fitting contours of the couch. Man triumphant over machine once again! "Now bring me a brandy, then wake Jan. And if you want your ration of oil today, you'll have two more brandies here before she arrives!" Yes, master," the machine acknowledged somewhat sarcastically, then hummed peacefully again.Ponkert relaxed in the deep-cushioned chair, wondering what had possessed him to give the ship's computer a female voice. He made a mental note to have. Somehow, the mutual grins, let her know that she could just be herself, and we were both well aware that the other’s wheels were turning. Her right hand was full of my nearly fully erect cock, and she pushed it to the side and told me to turn my head and cough. No sooner did I get the cough out, and I heard her ask me, “So, is that a banana in my hand or are you just happy to see me?” My initial reaction was to laugh, so I did. She laughed as well. As I turned to look at her while we were.