That was where everything was that wasn't in the engineroom. Control room, crew berthing, hydroponics tanks, in-use storerooms, shuttle bays, everythi...ng that wasn't cargo or engines.Last, drop three more rings with pods onto the handle -don't forget to space them out some- and top the handle off with a little cap. That was a passenger lounge with huge picture window, forward docking point and emergency conning station, kinda like the one on a submarine's sail.The only time you would use the. I couldn’t wait to have his hot loads of cum running inside my tight pussy and filling up my ass. I was Master’s slut and was proud of it. One of his fingers grazed my pussy. He pulled me off of him. ‘On your back slut. Get yourself off.’ I lay down. I started to touch my wet lips slowly, massaging them. I saw Master watching me intently and blushed. I slid my finger upwards towards my clit. Almost as good as Master’s tongue could do it. I pinched my clit gently and moaned. Master licked his. He would have never imagined this side of her existed. With closed eyes, she let her fingers carry her away. Waves of pleasure flowed through her body. Her fingers rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles. Faster and faster they circled, her hips moving to her fingers. Both of her feet were propped against the end of the tub. ‘Oh, yes,’ she moaned softly as her body reacted to her fingers. Pete worked his lust-swollen shaft. His eyes were transfixed on Sarah and on what she was doing. Gone. Obviously feeling left out, my friend lifted her head and started tongue fucking my pussy. Oh fuck! I moaned blissfully as both tongue and cock darted in and out of me. But my plan was not yet complete. Taking a deep breath, I buried my face in my friends crotch and started propelling my tongue in and out of her soaking-wet poon. Intense moans and howls echoed throughout the apartment as a powerful orgasm grew within every one of us. The interspecies threesome was so enjoyable that both my.