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The man's breathing became heavier, quicker, his face flushed, sweat slowly forming on his body. His dick was hard, pulsing, hot on her skin. It was twitching- The man grabbed her by the shoulders and raised to her feet, pushing her against the table. He grabbed pants, pulling them down.

The two walked back to the ship, as they were walking up the tramp, Jura swayed on her legs and leaned against the wall with her good hand, sweat visibly forming on her forehead.

Sweat started showing on the man's skin. He was looking down at Nami as if charmed. "You are beautiful~" He gasped, as she worked her tits over his shaft. He reached with hands, then hesitated, before tracing his fingers along Nami's lekku. He grabbed one of longer tentacles and toyed with...

Jura observed quietly Seri, as she removed ropes from the dead woman, as she leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, a sweat gathering on her forehead. The two women grabbed the body and lifted it. After some struggles, the two managed to push the Twi'lek inside the hole - soon two feet...

"Oh, yes~" The man gasped as he felt Naomi's tits around his dick. He put his hand on her head as he looked up, before looking down at her. He licked his lips, then nodded lightly, encouraging her to continue, as his dick became harder, thicker, longer... He removed his shirt and jacket, now...

Seri knelt next to the Twi'lek - the purple skinned female wearing just loincloth, hands tied behind her back, rope wrapped around her neck had eyes opened and a vacant look. Jura grabbed with one hand one ankle and Seri grabbed the other. The two started dragging the woman. It took a few...

"Alright." Jura nodded her head as she got up. She hissed. "But, I might not be the best help at the moment." She crouched, then paused as her eyes found something. "We could use a trash dump..." She said as she nodded in the direction of the wall, where a trash hatch was placed.

The man gasped, his hands moving over her frame. He slowly pushed his hands over her clothes, his intentions clear - to strip her. At the same time, he dropped his pants, a half erect penis dangling in the air.

Jura nodded her head. "Don't worry. Wait-" She paused as she looked at Seri more carefully. She frowned. "Wait a moment." She said as she made her way to the downed Twi'lek and knelt beside her. "Yeah..." She said as she turned to Seri. "She's dead." She stated simply, her eyes on Seri.

"AH~" Jura's exclamation was filled with a relief. "So she's simply a slaver scum!" She said with a smile. "Oh, so she wanted either revenge... or to capture you." Jura got up with a grunt. She checked her hand before turning to Seri. "Anyway..." She stepped in front of Seri and put her arm...

She could feel his hard-on, in his pants, a bulge slowly growing. The man moaned lightly, slowly getting more confident. He traced his hands over her neck and face, fingers moving around her tentacles, stroking them slowly. Then, carefully, he leaned forward, planting a kiss on Nami's lips.

Jura frowned as she thought. "So, if I understand it correctly.... The woman was a slaver, she fucked up letting you escape and was punished for that... And now, she what, came for revenge?" Jura asked as she looked at Seri.

A surprised gasp escaped his lips, as he carefully, almost fearfully, put his hands around Nami's sides and started tracing his hands over her. It did not seem he was experienced...

Tying piece of cloth around the wound, was easy enough for Seri. Jura sighted with relief. "Looks like the bleeding is under control. Thanks Seri." The female smiled at Zeltron. She carefully hugged Seri, minding her wounded arm and blood. "There, there. You are safe now." She gently...

As Olena entered the room, she found Trisk frantically looking through the shelves, looking for aid kit. Jackie sat by the wall, holding her side... There were also two bodies on the floor, two males, definitely dead.

As Nami looks around, she noticed that, through the door were closed, Nami was leaning against it, probably ready to enter at the sight or sound of trouble. As Nami walka to the shelf, she can feel the man's eyes on her ass. When she stumbled, he quickly made his way forward, to catch her...

"There.... Is a little complication." Jackie said with a slight hesitation, that made Olena pause. "Why don't you come in."

"I'll survive." Jura said with a cocky smile. She reached out her hand, so that Seri could start warping it. She glanced at the downed Twi'lek. "Do you know the Schutta?" Jura asked, her tone perplexed. "Wait a moment... Wasn't she among the slaves we freed?"

"Because the academy does the boring thing - not to mention, one that could fail at times." Alistair said as he brought Maria down the stairs, Witch with Benson following behind. As Witch was looking after the married pair, Windigo looked around - thankfully, it was fully stocked place. He...

The man seemed to be either patient or shy. Or both, as he was waiting for Nami, to finish her inspection. But as she was checking the food, she came to realise that the man had indeed expectations for something to happen during this inspection.