She stepped out of amateur Solo the uniform, her duty boots remaining on. Finally, she slipped out of her panties, throwing them on the pile of black and yellow uniform. The creature undulated toward her as she sat down on the freezing deck plating and opened her legs, the flower that was her vagina opening wide. The labia split apart, showing her clitoris still in its sheath, beneath which opened her inner labia, which gave way to her vaginal opening, already damp in anticipation. Automatically, Leesa licked her fingers and reached down and massaged herself; making slow circles around her clit. Her breath caught as she touched herself, realizing that it had been far too long since she last had an orgasm. Her life was so full and indian fulfilling that she often forgot about her womanly needs in her vigor for her calling in Starfleet. She remembered all too well now, but that's not what she was doing this for. She was doing this to save the life of an unknown alien. The creature inched closer, sensing the shower damp tunnel that would lead to it's salvation. Leesa watched as it came to within centimeters of her vagina, and gently reached out to touch her most sensitive folds. She gasped and flinched at its touch, but found it to be not unpleasant, as it was a damp creature, constantly secreting an oily substance over its skin. She removed her hand from herself, and arched forward, attempting to watch the thing's progress. She felt its head poke inside her entrance and slide up into her, slithering like a snake alongside her tender tissues. She had expected it to be a chore to take the girth of the worm-like creature; as its normal shape it was half again the size of any penis she had taken before. But she realized that she had seen it shift it's shape before, and that's what it must be doing now, for her to more easily accommodate its body within hers. Her jaw opened allowing her lips to part, and her eyes blinked languidly as she followed the thing's progress within her more with her sense of touch than with her eyes. She could feel it's path up her vagina, how it undulated within her, first using this side of her canal's ribbed wall to move, then that side, then the floor, then the roof. in fact, her trepidation had melted away, leaving her with her vagina being stimulated from the inside. She leaned back again, gasping as her bare back came in contact with the deck plates. The chill thrilled her, and her hand crept back between her legs and went to work on herself once again. She didn't realize how close her orgasm was lurking until she ran the bases over her clit and wet folds; her body warmed and tingled, her breathing became deeper and quicker, her back arched, her eyes closed, and the rising surf broke against the seawall, sending foam and white water up into the air. The moan was pushed out of her by her diaphragm, unconscious, but inexorable as the pleasure coursed through her veins and nerves, filling her eyesight with stars. Her body felt full and taut; gooseflesh spread across her skin like marching armies. Inside her, despite her vagina clamping down as she orgasmed, her cervix irised open slightly, as little-used muscles were unconsciously flexed. That was exactly what the worm creature needed, so heedless of the collapsing environment around it, it pushed through her cervix and into her unused uterus, which was coated with life-supporting lining as it was mere days before Leesa's time of the moon orbit. Through her pleasure, Leesa felt a second penetration, as the worm slipped through her cervical opening. There was no pain, just a sensation of the worm creature accessing an area where no man has gone before. On the heels of her waning orgasm, she felt a fluidic sliding sensation of the worm slithering through her innermost tissues, and as she got up on her elbows, she saw the last of the worm's end lengthen and thin out and then disappear within her. She wiped the sheen of sweat from her brow as she carefully got to her feet, trying not to move her abdomen too much. The fluidic feeling in her lower belly was now accompanied by pressure as her uterus began to expand to allow the entirety of the worm to coil up inside of the now-small organ. Surprisingly, there was no pain whatsoever. Stepping over to put a hand against the wall for support, Leesa pressed her palm over her lower stomach and felt through her hand the motions of the creature inside her. She felt herself expanding ever so slightly; her organs and skin moving and stretching to accommodate the being now occupying her uterus. Her mind was a miasma of emotions, ranging from anxiety to wonder, from fear to arousal, from disbelief to contentment; combinations she could not reconcile. Over all other feelings was a maternal affection that inundated her very being, and caused a smile to tug at her lips. Whatever else teasing happened, this creature was safe and sound now, shielded within her softcore from the ravages of the worlds without. Finally with a snapping feeling, the motions slowed and then ceased. The only indication that something had slithered up and occupied her uterus was that her belly had protruded a few centimeters, which was all but not noticeable. Quickly she donned her underwear and uniform, pulling the pants back up over her butt, and the shredded sleeve back over her shoulder. As she ran the zipper up her back, Leesa wondered what she should do now. As he turned toward the few troops that were still alive, he saw almost all of the trembling with fear. I know she wants to fuck my dad and we need to taste her breast-feeding milk.” Karen looked at her sheepishly for a moment before bending over and kissing Okeke long and hard. I sat down, turned on the TV to watch some post game banter about how great scoring this goal or that had been and what the prospects for future games might look like. Ms. Parks looked at me, confused. No matter the situation there was always a way, be it quick and satisfying or a full love session with me giving her the oral treats that Jan often received. "Yah, who wouldn't," she confided. I can’t remember ever being completely left in the lurch on these excursions. And then, she started to descend. Now what? "Nah, there ain't no teaching this bitch. We hope you enjoyed reading this as much as we did writing it. I’ve already booked a flight for you and Lorraine. What better way to keep an eye on a stranger than to keep the mysterious under observation twenty-four seven? Partly due to Daddy spoiling her, she did gain the reputation of being a bit of a Solo brat. But I don’t want you to be so stuck in the past that you don’t take care of yourself from now on. He’d been replaced by a mad man. Master Mark was in his armchair watching porn in the living room his mother/slave Joyce Evans was on her knees , she was softcore dressed in bondage wear shower today , she had on her dog-collar , leash & spiked heels Just yesterday she had gone to the beauty parlor and changed her hair-colour to ginger blonde , Mark wanted her too . Joyce had her mouth stuffed full of Mark's penis , it was early afternoon & her 38dd natural tits where just dangling slightly sagging due to her age ,Mark had titfucked earlier & now he she expected he would soon douse her face & breasts with his jism . Joyce was now a no gag cocksucker abd Mark used her often , later this week , Saturday night , had told his folks to indian organize their monthly swingers party. amateur groggily walked toward teasing the bedroom and closed the "You asked for this baby. “I forgot a condom.” I said. “Yeah?” I finally asked him ambiguously. When I stepped up and tried to insert my cock into Ellen's waiting pussy, it was awkward.