Page 64 of Strike Zone


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“If you like that, you’ll love this.” He unfastened her flight suit more carefully.

She rolled her shoulders. The garment fell to her waist. She lifted her ass. He pulled the flight suit to her calves. She kicked off her boots and raised her legs. He removed that barrier between them completely.

They were both now naked. She shimmied forward.

Her wet pussy lips touched the base of his cock.

Her moan of delight was echoed by his.

“I do love this.” She loved him. Kesser gazed up at her male. She didn’t have the courage to tell him that. Not yet.

A hint of her feelings must have been apparent. A flare of energy burst in Strike’s eyes.

He captured her lips with his. She opened to him. He invaded her mouth.

As he kissed her senseless, she sought to render him as incoherent with passion. She ravished his shaft with her pussy lips, moving up and down him, slicking as much of his length as she could reach.

Which admittedly wasn’t much. But it was enough to excite her. And to stimulate him.

They moved together, licking and grinding and sucking. Her nipples grazed his chest. Her intimate juices scented the air. His metallic taste coated her tongue.

Desire wrapped around her. She wanted more, more contact, more of him.

“Do you. Have a. Solution. For my. Empty Pussy. Problem?” She looked to her cyborg for assistance with that issue.

“Frag.” He lifted her onto the console. “You drive me wild, my female.”

Strike rose to his feet. Her male was so tall and broad and dominant.

He loomed over her.

A tremor of appreciation rolled down her form.

And he didn’t realize she had merely started to drive him wild.

Kesser grinned up at him. “It sounds like you have a problem also, my male.”

She cupped her breasts, holding them up for his perusal. And she spread her thighs, shamelessly showing him her needy entrance.

A rumble rolled up her cyborg’s chest.

“We’ll need a big solution to solve both of our problems.” She gazed pointedly at his huge cock.

A bead of pre-cum had formed on his tip.

That, she knew from past experience, would taste delicious. She skimmed her tongue over her bottom lip.

A growl escaped his lips. “I have a solution for our problems, my female.” He bumped against her once, twice as he aligned himself.

Her male was a tease. She hooked her legs around him and linked her ankles over his ass cheeks. “Give it to me, my male.”

He didn’t move. His eyes glinted.

“I’ll implement the solution myself.” She tried to pull him closer to her.

Her leg muscles strained.

Her cyborg remained where he was. “Patience is required, my female.”

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