She loved it when he talked to her like that. She flushed and felt her pussy - no, her cunt! - twitch in response. She could see that a firm ridge was... developing in his shorts."You're such a cock-tease, sitting there in your wet bikini with your legs apart like that. Now look what you've done. That's your fault, you naughty girl."She looked at the growing peak in his shorts again, and licked her lips."I need a blow job," he said."Well, sorry, you'll just have to wait," she said. "There's too. “Do you kill her?” he blatantly asks.The woman turns around to face the man, but she is not Janelle, but Mela. “Of course not,” she answers. “But I did her.”Anders cannot believe what he is seeing, nor the puzzling answer she gives. He looks back to the corner, and this time he sees not Ashley, but his wife. “What the fuck is going on?” he whispers. “I’ve had enough of this.”“I can explain everything,” Mela says, drawing his attention back to her. This time she has wings. Not small ones, but. Within an hour the choices were narrowed down to three and then we awoke one of the damaged Tandra ships. This one was already under imperial edict and didn't accept my orders.Such ancient battles gave the Samutz and other races the Tandra war craft that allowed the new races a chance to expand. I now had many thousands of ships, but I didn't want any race to find these and begin their own empire by warring with us or any other group. The AIs though are considered sentient and I didn't want. Tracy held onto my legs so they wouldn’t fall back to the bed. I felt my slave panties get pushed to the side, and something started working its way into my ass. “Tracy. Dan, Aaron, and Zach were right. This sissy’s ass is prime territory to please any guy.” I immediately recognized that voice. It was Karen. What was she doing though? I couldn’t see her as Tracy was still sitting on me and I was still enjoying her female juices. I felt more pressure on my ass, and then suddenly my sphincter.