It would be the gunner’s job to prevent this from happening while Ship used her big guns to engage the alien ship(s).The Lieutenant warned the women... that they might never even pick up the alien ship on their boards. However, their job was still essential because once Ship’s shields were weakened or down in an area, the incoming missiles and energy weapons would concentrate on that point, which could lead to disaster.“But I thought that Ship’s shields were impossible to breach,” Diana blurted. I think we can get more!"Then Jennifer's smiling face vanished and he was on his back in the hotel room - he was the black whore again, and the huge man was bragging, "They call me five time Pete, little lady!" A bewildered Jim screamed, which the man took as signal to begin sex again.As the man pumped away, Jim found himself hurting, and was examining everything else but that which was happening to him. He saw long artificial blood red fingernails on slim, lovely hands. He felt large tits. “Oh! Uh, Dylan.” He said with a small smile, “Pancakes?” She eyed him for a few moments longer then nodded, “Please.” She stepped back through to her living room and sat herself down, her state of exhaustion catching up as the anxieties of him escaping dissipated. She sank into the welcoming comfort of the chair, she had had precious few hours sleep, having been up in the first few hours of the morning to capture and tame her pet and then again now to clean up his mess. She zoned out thinking. ..we can't', as he flipped me to face him and begun licking the wine off my neck slowly but firmly moving down to my exposed cleavage. I had worn a white tank top and skirt that barely grazed my knees. With one hand firm against my tits and the other playing with me through my skirt, I was slowly losing the ability to think coherently as my entire body shook with longing to have his throbbing cock inside me and the lower his mouth got to my nipples the more soaked I was getting. I could feel my.