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It was pitch dark. No ambient light guided him. They had verbally rehearsed this 'docking mission' in secret. He started unbuttoning and stripping the moment it was dark. Time was limited. He moved ten steps left, five forward. He smelled her perfume. That triggered visions in his mind. Her face. Her long black hair. Her body. Oh her sweet body. Suddenly he felt a hand. He pulled her close.
"Someone will investigate if we take too much time," he whispered.
"I'm ready, won't take much." came the reply.
He kissed her soft lips. Then again more deeply. Their tongues danced away. Their bodies intertwined. He could do this forever. Time was short. He kept his lips on hers. One hand held fast. The other slid under her untucked shirt. Back up her bare skin to her bare breast. He cupped and played with it. Squeezing. Massaging. He could feel her body shiver. She exhaled heavily through her nose. Their tongues were still entangled.
"Bridge to Engineering, We're sensing a lighting failure again. What's your status?"
Damn that was quick he thought. He broke contact with her lips. He was not Maltepe Escort letting go of her breast.
"Yeah, it's darker than darker, Working the problem. What do the cameras have?"
"All cameras are offline. Black, we see nothing down there." Damn, right you don't. "We still have audio."
She pulled away, His hand fell off her breast. Dammit, he was enjoying that. She slid his boxers down. 'We are getting familiar with this problem," she called out. She stroked his manhood. "We'll work the problem while keeping the viewers updated orally." Her mouth touched his shaft. He felt her tongue swirling around his head. She swallowed his member. He wanted this to continue but decided to stay on mission.
"Call out if you need us to send someone, Bridge out."
"We're good we got it. Try this," He spoke into darkness. He spun her onto all fours. His hands connected with her bare ass. He plunged his face in between his hands. Even in the darkness, he found his target. His tongue swirled around her slit.
"That's definitely working," She shouted. He loved her taste. She was Anadolu Yakası Escort soaked. Stay on mission. One more slurp. He moved to his knees. His goal was close. In the blackness, his hips maneuvered forward. His shaft probed the unknown distance. He felt her wetness.
"I think this connection will work." He said. He pulled her hips back, slowly thrusting forward. Her wet silken pussy welcomed his cock eagerly. Inch by inch he slid in. Entering her was exhilarating. When he was all the way in he slid back slowly. Her muscles tugged on him. She did not want to let go. Almost all the way out, he thrust forward again. Pulling her back as he pushed forward. In. Out. His hand teased her clit.
"That's it. Keep working that." She said. Her body shuddered. He thrust harder. Faster. The noises of their union seemed deafening. In. Out. Harder. Their breathing increased. She was pushing back against him faster. He matched her rhythm. His hips moved side to side and forward. He could feel her muscles tighten. Pressure built inside him. Her walls squeezed his shaft. Her breath quickened. İstanbul Escort He held his. Tension built. His cock rubbed inside her. It was glorious.
"We're close," She said excitedly. One more thrust. Her body shook and trembled. Her juices released. He quickened the pace. His balls tightened. Ecstasy exploded through his body. His cock pulsed. Jism propelled into her.
"Oh Yes," he yelled.
"Yes," she shouted ecstatically.
A speaker chirped, "Did you need help?"
"All good Bridge almost solved." He pumped the last of his load into her. Their bodies slowed. She sat up. He cupped her breasts. They kissed. He held her tight. Mission complete. Reluctantly, he slid out of her. Stood up. He heard her moving. He moved. Dressed. Fixed his uniform.
"Almost fixed," she said across the room.
"Try it now." he used their prearranged code.
He heard a click, hum, lights flickered on, cameras whirled.
"Online Bridge!" They waved to cameras wearing their pristine uniforms.
"Copy Engineering, The fans were worried. The live broadcast was only audio."
"Too bad, they missed one hell of a fix." he smiled at her.
"Yes they did," she replied.
"From the sound of it, you worked well together."
"Yes, we did." They said together smiling.
"Try to figure out why the lighting keeps failing down there."
"We'll try Bridge."