Becoming the Bimbo
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Janna giggled. “Nothing,” she sang as she pulled out his cock. She breathed in his scent, something clean and chemical. Her pussy moistened at the smell. At finally seeing his length. Not so large as some she had taken, but since she had taken the equine-like Centren that meant little. Without further ado, she engulfed his cock in her mouth.
Morinth groaned, leaning back in his chair. He placed a hand atop her head. “Janna. I have to work.”
He looked to Dava as she stepped up beside him. She bent over him, thrusting out her ample bosom against him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “You can work later,” she giggled, eyes smoky. She unzipped her uniform, her breasts bursting from the skin-tight confines. “Now’s the time for fun.”
He sighed, but as Janna hollowed her cheeks and sucked he accepted Dava’s heated kiss. He cupped her breast and stroked the full-bodied security officer, his other hand finding the heat of her cunt and pressing a finger against her folds.
Janna smiled around his cock as she felt it twitch between her lips. Morinth was such a good master, and she couldn’t wait to get to the space station and have all those hard-bodied miners to herself. But for the moment, she closed her eyes, sinking into the pleasure as she sucked the cock of the man who made her who she was.