He eyes her back. "A small Price for getting a Squad of My Warriors. Of course If You are too shy then I won't force You. Allthough I bet You look nice down there on my Ass" he grins
The man slowly nodded. "Then, I hope we will reach a fruitful cooperation." He said then nodded his head again. "Fare thee well." He said slowly, giving his goodbyes.
The man growled and squeezed his hand. "Are you, mayhaps, provoking me?" He asked as he started choking Sarah.
The woman smiled and nodded graciously, drinking another glass. "So, admiral, what did bring you to that part of Galaxy?" she asked, arching a little, her bust pushing forward a little as she made herself more comfortable.
Rook narrowed her eyes. She then suddenly pushed Darious, so he fell forward, face down, with his ass up, in the air. She held him down, and put her hands on his butt. "Are you perhaps of those, that swing both ways?" She wondered.
"Gghk. B-being provoked, ghk, just means how weak of a man you are." Sarah shot back with a cocky grin on her face.
'Oh, the whole thing about killing me and escaping, when I would have let you go at the next station anyway, speaks to me that you're not that fond of me,' Orson commented. His cock gave a twitch as she brushed it, feeling hot against her fingers as it engorged. 'The last fuck? It's been a while for me, do I get a last meal too?' Orson said, looking into Deena's eyes.
He gasps surprised as He gets pushed back, and Rook puts her Hands on his Buttcheeks. "Watch Your Tone Lieutenand. I swing only one way, and that's Women like You"
After hearing the price the man frowned. "Damn smugglers." Katarina heard him mutter. "My people we go with you to gather the materials. Too much movement will be noticed." He waved his hand. "Wait a moment, and I will prepare the message."
That make Katarina suspicous. She expected some negociation, trying to talk down a prize or calling on her mercy. Katarina was ready to lower prize in bargain to half of first offert. As he walk away, she whisper to Sasha. "Something smells bad here. There is no way, that he would agree for such prize, without any resiste. I think he hidding something." She said quiet.
For a moment, she thought that the man would explode, but his answer was simple. "Then I guess I will have to up my game, eh?" He said as he pinched Sarah' nipple.
She chuckled but did not comment on the plans. Instead, she got up, took off her uniform, and sat on Orson again, making sure that his dick slid into her easily. "Why, am I not that meal?" She asked with a slur.
"Hmm..." the woman hummed. "Maybe then, you are looking forward to me wearing a strap-on, so I could gently tap this?" She asked, as she smacked his butt, her hands grabbing his buttcheeks and groping them.
Katarina nod to her, that is possiblity reason too, but she wasn't sure. "After we leave, contact the ship and tell everyone to get weapon ready, just in cause. And you will see for who rebels send his message, what can you tell me about him."
Orson groaned as he slid inside his captor, his cock hard as steel and his girth stretching her walls. He attempted to buck his hips into her with what little play he had in the bindings. He smirked, 'Maybe, ugh~, but there's no way for me to savour it tied up like this. Agh~, blast, I missed this feeling, and to think the old bastard had you all to himself all this time.' The man struggled against the bonds, desperate to grab Deena's hips.
"Mmh. Haahn." Sarah moaned as he pinches her erect nipple underneath her lacy leotard, "Yeah, mmh, I guess you should."
Daltar leans a little closer, but keeps things professional. "Since Endor, chaos has reigned over the galaxy. I've been searching for a way to help me restore order. Perhaps you're the one to do so."
Closing the transmission, she wondered how long it would take them to get set up, but it seemed like the footwork had been laid down. Now, she just needed a status report on her next project. The dreadnought.
