"Oh, who knows? May-ybe I would." He chuckled. Sarah could feel his dick start twitching and his thrusts becoming more erratic, faster, stronger. And then she felt him explode. The hot juices purring into her, burning her...
As he approached the woman, Orson noticed her eyes open and look at him. Then her head snatched to the side, as she made to grab the blaster.
"Aahn!" Sarah moaned, throwing her head back as she felt his cum fill her womb. The busty blond shuddered, her pussy tightening arounf his shaft, as if it was greedily slurping up his seed. And as their orgasms ended, she lay on his body, completely exhausted.
As Darious continued moaning, Rook pushed her tongue inside, scrapping his insides. She then moved back, then 'penetrated' him, again.
The doctor cocked her head as she heard that. "Oh? You don't care about the collateral damage among them? I must warn you, it takes quite a time to finish, and is not perfect." The woman warned, and went to work. He found the Chiss woman in the training facility, exercising. Not even stopping her combat with training droids, she commented. "Are you saying, I have not proved myself useful so far?" She asked as her leg swooped the droid's legs.
Sarah collapsed on top of the man, her body twitching from pleasure. The man sighed as both of them lied for a couple of minutes, just basking in pleasure.
As Orson kicked the blaster, Deena immediately swirled on the floor, her legs swooping on the floor, kicking Orson's legs, and making him fall on the ground. That movement looked... competent.
Orson tried to get to his feet to tackle and punch Deena. The commotion inside would hopefully attract some attention outside the room.
"Hah. Alright, I think that's enough fun." Sarah said in an exhausted tone, as she slowly gets off the alien. "Right, how about you gather everyone to the cafeteria? I'd like to do their welcoming party."
(He was talking to Aigir'ritar, the Twi'lek pirate. The chiss is Chil'van ) "Take whatever time you need, Doctor, just ensure that you remain discrete." Daltar walks away. Heading to Chil'van's training room, Daltar watches the blue skinned woman's movements with interest as she trains. "Pardon me, my dear. I seem to have entered the wrong room. Of course, you've been indispensable so far. That said, though, I could use your help in my most recent operation."
"Aaghg You nasty Girl....ogh im starting to like You even more. Perhaps it's Time You get Your own Unit...."
As he threw a punch, Deena rolled back, dodging his attack and gaining distance. She then rolled around, placing a kick on Orson's chin. With a grunt, he landed on the ground. He quickly started realising, that the woman had some martial training.
"Heh, I'm satisfied for now." The man said as he got up. "Sure, I can do that." His hand landed on Sarah's bum with a resounding slap. "I look forward to the next close encounter!" he chuckled.
{Dammit - sorry, my mistake} Not stopping her training, Chil'van hummed. She spun a few times, in a series of kicks. "What is needed of me?" She asked after a round kick, quickly moving to a series of punches.
"Mayhaps?" Rook wondered, as her tongue again entered Darious' backdoor. With her free hand, she grabbed his meatpole and started moving her hand along the shaft...
"A little pirate attack. We're going to be faking an act of piracy against a local moff. It'd have to be something big enough to get them angry." Daltar watches the blue woman with interest.
As the alien left, Sarah takes a quick bath. After that she changes into her blue bodysuit, before heading to the cafeteria. Once there, "Welcome, everyone. I do hope you find your new quarters comfortable, but moving on to the point. I'll happily reward each, and everyone of you if you do a good job. I'm sure you each have your own specialties, so do inform me, and I'll make sure your skills are properly utilized."
"Hmm..." The woman hummed as she flipped back two times, before suddenly moving to counteroffensive, her leg kicking an opponent. "I might have an idea... Do you have something in mind?" She asked as she concentrated on dodging, dancing between the droids.
"How much do you pay?" One of the present people asked. It was followed almost immediately by: "What are the plans, boss?" The Devaronian with whom she had sex asked.
