The Final Frontier [Mintie & Vance]

[Vance]

A creeping ticking sound portruded Morgan's mind. Slowly a tingly feeling expanded through his appendices as his body woke from the cryo-stasis it had been in, for who knows how long. The liquid he had been preserved in slowly exited the tank and he was aware of some sort of mask obscuring his vision.
With a hiss the door opened and he fell out, covered in goo and breathing with difficulty.

Gingerly he stood up, making sure blood circulation got back to normal. He was in one of the preservation rooms, artificial wombs that contained the frozen in crew of the ship. All sorts of questions ran through his mind and he felt cold. Then he realised he was naked and covered in a cold liquid. Fortunatly a towel had been provided and a tight-fitting jumpsuit that articulated his muscular built and well chisled torso. He flexed his muscles and went through his brown hair in an effort to dry it.
He sighed and started the procedures the ship needed to wake up the rest of the crew. Somehow, however, things didn't feel right... Some programs had been restricted to him when they weren't supposed though.

Morgan shook the feeling something had changed or was amiss and peered at the screen to watch the process of awaken other vital personel. "Then I want to know where in hell we are..." he mumbled to himself with a low stern voice. He had been chosen for his genes for this mission: tall handsome and of excellent reproduction stock because of the lack of genetic diseases or malfunctions.

 

[detox__]

Hair stiff and settled above her as though it had once been moving in the now close to solidified goo that wrapped around her body, her closed eyes left one wondering if she was asleep or dead. Floating in the silence of her sleeper, if one were to carefully look at the glass in front of her, it could be noted that someone had tried to pry her out of her sleep, the lock tampered with and part of the glass cracked. Surprisingly, she still remained in her solitude, unaware. However, it was until a few seconds ago that she remained in slumber, now stirring from within her 'sleep', heterochromatic eyes opening wide as the liquid began to shift with her slight twitch in movement. The liquid being drained, she found herself sinking for a moment from floating in mid air, the chamber's door opening shortly after the goo was pulled from it, staggering to the floor.

The fire haired woman let out a sharp inhale of breath, pulling the mask away from her face and sitting up carefully, long straight locks of hair falling over her torso as she sat on her legs. One golden brown and the other a darker brown set of eyes looking around her now, the busty female turned her head to the towel and suit set on a tray beside her once filled chamber, crawling over to it before standing carefully; Her legs felt like absolute mush. Wrapping her figure carefully with the towel and tucking it above her clearly full bust, the curvy framed woman smoothed her hair back and away from her face, holding her suit now as she heard the sound of someone moving not too far from her. Leaving the preservation room, her naturally pouting lips found themselves parting as she recalled the familiar face, bouncing on her feet slightly, " Oh good! " She said aloud, her airy voice hitting the air as she clapped her hands together.

Natasha's pretty eyes ventured around the rest of the open area of ship, her expression changing to that of a bit of concern. " Where is everyone else? " Surely they were on the ship somewhere too, weren't they? Natasha, cutely called Tash among the crew members, turned her head back to Morgan, holding her jumpsuit beneath her C cup as she waited for his explanation.

 

[Vance]

Memories drifted towards him as if through a gelly. He squinted his steel blue eyes at his fellow crewmember, at least one and a half head smaller than himself. Natasha. Yes that was her name. She was wearing nothing but a towel, that failed to conceal everything. Why wasn't she wearing her jumpsuit yet, he asked himself. Tash seemed different than how he remembered her, she had been one of the few crewmembers he had gotten to know throughout training; both of them working on the geneticist program.
It was strange hearing a human voice after such a long while adrift and on the border of death, though they called it 'sleep'. He shrugged his broad shoulders and looked down at her, being that tall gave him an excellent viewpoint for her cleavage. "I don't know where the others are, Natasha," he said, "I ran some checks and apparently something went terribly wrong..." Entire sections appeared to have been cut off from power, causing the people there to die permanently.

Morgan took in the sight of her; wet hair and just the towel. Unwillingly and unknowningly he grinned as some instinct deep down wanted to vent its approval about the cute young woman's appearance. Back in training she had always been a popular one, attractive, sexy and smart as well. Her crimson hair had been a well-known trademark. "There should be others, though not in this section anymore..." his words were ominous. A voice inside told him to grab her and... He shook his head. He was a professional, that wasn't how professionals thought.

He turned around as the sight of her stirred some feelings he normally wouldn't have right now. Again a hunch of being tampered with came over him. "Glad you made it though." He had no idea how many of them had made it, or what was going on. Somehow the jumpsuit felt less spaceous as it did when he had put it on. "I'm planning on finding some chow and look up the captain's cabin. Hopefully there'll be more information there."

 

[detox__]

Thick eyelashes blinking softly as he looked her over in trying to recall her, the female knew upon leaving the chamber that there was something different about her. Other than the probably momentary swelling of her certain body parts, having silently noted that her bust did feel a bit bigger, but that was nothing she couldn't get over and deal with later; However the same went for her rear. Still holding on tightly to her jumpsuit, it hadn't been an initial reaction to put it on, rather it bad been one to go looking for anyone else to be on the ship, her eyes looked up at him as he loomed over her and announced that he wasn't sure where everyone was. Where could they have all gone during their sleep? Maybe some of them had gotten out of their sleep earlier. . Or. .How long had they even. Scrunching her nose softly, she didn't notice the grin that had appeared on his face in looking down at her, looking back up at him as she adjusted her footing, still regaining the feeling in her legs as he stated that there should be others left.

Well, at least she wasn't alone, Tash found her head turning back toward the door of the preservation chamber, " I wonder what happened. " She murmured to herself, truthfully wondering how long they had been out of the world, a bit of her mind slowly starting to click back through her head. Looking down to her jumpsuit now as he mentioned going on to see if there was any food left, and check the captain's cabin, Tash nodded her head again as she shook out her jumpsuit, " I'll go look in the captain's quarters if you go look for food. " She stated, before setting her hands on her hips lightly and looking up at him, " Turn around for me Morgan? " She had to change, and she didn't want him to just get a full glimpse; Of course if he peeked, she wasn't sure in her oddly changing mind that she would care.

 

[Vance]

"The power got cut because of some unknown issue," he shared with her. The ships AI had for some reason decided to do that. She asked him to turn around. "Hum... yes ofcourse," he said while completing his one-eighty degree turn. He was facing a plasteel wall, FAR less interesting than the hot woman behind his back. Who was most definetly getting naked as he observed the blinking lights of the dull wall. "Agreed, there should be some stuff in his private kitchen." If you could call it a kitchen at all. Mostly a microwave and a fridge which contained tubes of food and blocks of vitamines. Humanity had started to 'build' food for this voyage; putting together useful components. And then there was the ship which had produced a sort of milk that would complement their diet.

Morgan peeked from the corner of his eyes. He was a man after all, and though mad at himself for doing it, he couldn't help it. Her creamy body and voluptuous hips, breasts and buttox forced him to at least take a good look. "I've tried to access the database to see how long we've been in cryo, but the AI wouldn't let me." He started to distrust the computer.
Somehow he thought his brainfunctions started to degenerate, but Morgan dismissed that as a consequence of the sleeptank.
"Let me know when you're done, ok Tash?" "So I can fu... No, no. What was wrong with him?! His head snapped back to face the wall, it felt a bit thicker than before and the suit was hindering him.

 

[detox__]

Watching him turn around, the towel was easily dropped to the floor, the female hoisting her hair up into a loose knot before pulling the zipper down of her jumpsuit. " Maybe something happened outside of the ship while we were asleep? " Tash suggested, pulling the bottom half of the suit up her frame, wiggling it up once it got near her rear and hips, before sliding her arms into the suit as well. Carefully zipping it upward as she adjusted her bust within the suit, the red head released her hair from the knot to keep it from tangling, tapping him gently to let him know that she was finished changing, the suit hugging onto her frame. " Come on then. "

Moving into the captain's quarters, the red head's hair had dried, causing her bangs to fall in their horizontal fashion over her eyes. The empty cabin looked as though it had been run through already, looking back at him as she moved further inside, " Somebody's been in here Morgan, " Though pausing as she moved to look inside the refrigerator, there was a silent amount of happiness when she realized that the refrigerator hadn't been touched. No, whoever had been in here had been looking for something else. Judging by the overturned sheets and the desk that had been turned over and tossed to one side of the room, her eyes caught sight of one of the captain's electronic tablets, reaching out and picking it up to see if it would turn on.

 

[Vance]

The cabin had indeed been searched already. Maybe by the captain himself, but why would he do that to his own space? "I see Tasha," he mumbled. Still obsessed by the amazing vista he had caught of her lovely corps. Morgan gave the room a quick inspection, there was nobody there. Then he used the codes to lock the airlock that gave access to the room.

Something which pleased him as well was the discovery of a step in shower. They really didn't overlooked anything of comfort for the captain of the massive ship. "There's a shower in here!" he shouted. They would be able to clean off the residu of the tank's fluid and smell. Natasha would undoubtedly smell phenomenal. Now where the hell did that came from?
"You can go first, I'll have a look at the logs."

She had already found one of the electronic workpads. Morgan walked over to her, nearing her from behind and extended both of his big muscled arms. Did they seem larger than before? Just when he was about to grab her, he changed his mind and padded her on the shoulder. "I'll try to find something," he said, motioning at the pad. The heat of her alluring body could be felt through the tight thin jumpsuit and he would loved to just have ripped it off there and then. Clearly there was something going on he had no knowledge of, but Morgan didn't seem to mind neither.

 

[detox__]

Although she wasn't completely aware of it, the female's mind was slowly starting to be changed from what it was before their time in the chambers. Whatever tests had been done on them beforehand, the time they had been in the chamber had gone on long enough that the chances that were to be made over time were already starting to settle. The 'over time' was no longer 'over time', it was occurring now. Thus, the change of her bust growing just a little bigger, as well as her firm rear. Hearing him shout that there was a shower left a happy expression on her face, the female standing carefully as her fingers moved over the passcode locked screen of the captain's tablet.

Not initially responding to Morgan's statement that she could go first, the female didn't feel him coming behind her until he tapped her shoulder, turning to look at him as she shook her head softly, exposing that something in her mind had triggered her to figure out the code. " Oh, I got it Morgan, " She said, pausing as her head tilted slightly, coming face to face with the man's chest. Well this was just delightful now wasn't it, biting her bottom lip softly before looking up to him, " We should probably keep looking around the ship, we can shower later. " Pausing as she handed him the work pad, her eyes again looked over the man's torso before turning on her heels and moving from the captain's chambers, " Together, of course, until we figure out how much water we have on the ship. "' Right. Shower together to conserve energy. Not to see a grown man dripping wet, no.

 

[Vance]

Her last statement left him perplexed, in a good way. Though he doubted he could maintain control if it came to that. He grunted a low tone in consent, as if in a primitive reaction. Natasha's slender fingers running over the device seemed strangely erotic to him and then there had been her big eyes that had looked up at him, while she was biting her lower lip. Was she trying to seduce him or just unaware of her actions?

Now he stood there with the pad in his hands, looking at the swaying of her hips, his mouth open. Then he started walking after her, the jumpsuit hindered him and obstructed him in the movements, but that didn't keep him from pursuing the object of his... obsession, affection, lust? He wanted her, that was the bottom line. Morgan felt his inhibitions erode.
Without him knowing, his genes had been altered and with the recent 'reboot' the changes had kicked in. Making him grow a little more, both downstairs as his height, and develop an extra fifteen pounds of muscle. In addition Morgan's brain was being reduced to a more primal state, clouding it with hormones and some functions shutting down completely. "As you say. Good idea." Even his sentences became shorter.

 

[detox__]

Tash could feel his eyes on her, and frankly there was not a bit of bother in it, the attractive young woman looking over her shoulder at him as she guided them back to the preservation chamber. " When I first got out, there was a crack on mine, see? " Her full lips momentarily pouting as she pointed to the opened glass, taking the time to let her eyes completely run over the man. Christ he's big. Now whether she was thinking about what was obviously dying to get out of that tight jumpsuit or him in general, would be left to the imagination, inhaling sharply before shaking her head gently, " Y- you want to leave the pad here to charge it using one of the chambers then. . Go shower? " Her words spoken with pauses between the words, she could almost feel her mind starting to slow down. Was that. . Should that even be possible?

It didn't matter. I want him. The new thought registering in her mind, she watched him carelessly hook the pad into the chamber, her eyes showing the want that settled behind the mismatched colors of her eyes. Reaching out and gripping the front of his jumpsuit, and it was a slight struggle being how tight it was on him, " Shower. Now. " Her airy, though oddly chipper voice was demanding, dragging the looming man along behind her, the doors sliding open into their captain's chambers. I want him. Now. Alright, so maybe they wouldn't make it to the showers, though they had at least gotten close, only a few feet away before she turned and pressed her body against his, holding his shirt still as she kept his head near hers. Lips feverishly moving over his, whatever drive this was pushing her to do this, obviously there was no intention of it stopping.

 

[Vance]

He slid the pad into the appointed space to let it charge. Morgan blinked a couple of times as Tash took a decision. A decision he rather liked taking hold. He allowed himself to be dragged behind her, a happy and wanting expression on his face. Suddenly she turned around, despite the fact she had expressed the need for showering.

Not that he mind it, Natasha's full lips closed over his. Her feminine body pressed against his muscular core and he felt his rod stirring in the tight fitting jumpsuit, it even hurt a little. Before he knew it he had grabbed her round but firm ass and lifted her up. She felt deliciously soft and hot and tasted after something sweet, like a forbidden fruit. Her red hair tickled his face as he indulged into passion and let his tongue trace the lining of her full lips. A low moan escaped him and he slowly started to make his way towards the shower. Morgan tried to find words to express his wants, but failed to do so. Instead he just squeezed her buttox and bit her lower lip softly, while fiddling with the zipper at the front of her impervious jumpsuit. It would need to come off soon or he'd tear it to bits! All his thoughts concentrated on Natasha and her body, scent, taste. Morgan needed to own her.

 

[detox__]

Her hands had let the jumpsuit go once he pulled her up and into his grasp, her legs wrapped affectionately around his mid section, the small woman's hands sliding between them to find that zipper of his. There was a sound of satisfaction that fell through their lustful kiss as she found that very annoying piece of his jumpsuit, the sound of it leaving her relieved and probably him just the same. Her suited bust pressing now against his easily exposed chest, the woman knew better than to part her lips from his to take a peek, instead letting her tongue dance across his after it slid over her lips. Tash's hands sliding over the man's broad shoulders, she was definitely going to enjoy the events that were soon to happen in the shower as he moved toward it with careful steps. No words were necessary to be shared between them, just passionate sounds and greedy grabbing motions, assisting him in pulling down the zipper of her jumpsuit and knowing both of them would have to get out of these things before it just got violent. " Off. Now. " Her lips reluctantly pulling away from his, she was speaking now of this damn jumpsuit, the articles of clothing doing nothing for either of them.

 

[Vance]

Morgan just made a series of sounds that meant consent, desire and primal mating lust. With a forceful move he removed his jumpsuit and tugged at Natasha's. "Yes. Now." was all he uttered. Her tongue flicked over his, then he invaded her mouth with his, wanting to taste more. Tash's jumpsuit gave way after a while, with her help they managed to unzip it until her waist.

The broad man turned around and pushed open the showering compartment with his back. Once inside her hands caused goosebumbs and his member to rise to stand into attention. He put her down to remove the rest of the clingy jumpsuit in which he recognised a contender of her body. That was his! In his haste he broke the zipper, but the damned piece of cloth came off. With a smack against the panel he put the sprinkler in motion before he took hold of her petite but voluptuous frame once more. "Shower and sex. Now." he chuckled and bit her neck.

 

[detox__]

Her mind wasn't focused on what was happening, or why he couldn't form proper sentences, or how he had gotten so big. Or for that matter how he was making her this hot. No, her mind was on him being naked, or rather him being inside her. Her jumpsuit sitting around her waist now as he held onto her and guided them both into the shower, the standing shower offered enough space easily for the both of them, regardless of the size that Morgan currently was. Standing now, the woman easily pulled him from the jumpsuit that clung to his body, only to have him all but rip the jumpsuit off her own, the heated water starting to pour over them now. His tone and words causing a grin to fall onto her lips, the woman's now wet body pressed against his again, her bust pressing to his abs before Tash began to slide down his frame.

She wanted him, plainly, and what the redhead wanted, she was going to get, hair slid away from her face now as she parted her full lips to allow his length the required space to fit in her mouth. The same eyes that had looked at him earlier with lust looked up at him again with the same expression as her mouth caused his length to disappear, feeling him in the back of her throat instantly caused her head to begin a swift bobbing motion.

 

[Vance]

She felt like silk when she slid down his abdomen and took a kneeling position in front of him. The water made her body shine like crystals and made it even smoother than it already was. Her nipples felt hard on his abs and he watched her every graceful move. Her distincly coloured eyes looked up at him and turned him on in an extreme way. He gasped for air as the hot wetness that was her luscious mouth envelopped his manhood. He leaned back into the wall, the coldness in grim contrast with the hot water and the hot woman in front of him. Morgan enjoyed every moment of it as her tongue ran up and down the shaft, and along the tip. When she caressed his muscled thighs and made their way between his legs to stimulate and assist her oral effort.
Nonetheless he wondered how she could fit his clearly enlarged wood, not that he bothered. Not at all. He grunted and looked down again, into those beautifal brown/golden eyes. Yes that's it girl. He grabbed hold of her hair, as to encourage Tash, as she continued to pleasure him. Morgan had almost forgotten there was any water at all, his rod wet with her saliva.

 

[detox__]

Sitting on her knees in the shower, her eyes made sure to keep themselves up and on them, feeling his length slide again and again back into her throat, cheeks puffing softly each time she allowed him back inside of her mouth. With her head bobbing in the way it was, it was only a short matter of time before the woman began humming softly, aiding to the inevitable orgasm that she knew was coming. Her hands sliding up his muscled legs, her nails scratched softly at the outer part of his thighs, head slowing down occasionally only to pick the speed back up and continue to bob wonderfully. The redhead's half lidded eyes watched the expressions change on the man above her face, pulling her mouth away from his length in a teasing fashion only to find her head again engulfing him warmly.

 

[Vance]

Morgan almost went crazy when she retracted her mouth from his throbbing member, with a wicked grin across her pretty little face. Some strains of wet red hair fell down. He let out an ominous moan that turned into one of pleasure when she recommenced with the divine blowjob, her fingers were massaging his balls as well by now. Morgan's hand descended to her neck and throat while he slowly started to move his hips towards her, sliding down completely into her mouth and throat. The back of which felt amazing against the tip of his cock. Soon he'd have his way with her, but for now he was under her spell, the spell of her lips, throat and tongue.

His hand exercised pressure on her throat, but only a little. It was a clear sign he was about to climax, due to her tending to him. "Need to..." he managed to churn out just when he shut his eyes and felt his hot load gushing out, into her mouth. Fortunatly he had retracted most of his lenght so she wouldn't suffocate, this way Tash could also decide for herself where the semen would end up, though a part of it would surely drip from her chin... Shivers went up his spine as he did so and a load moan escaped his lips.

 

[detox__]

There was only a short amount of time before she knew this man would be inside her in other ways, ravaging her like the both of them knew they wanted. Her body ached for him, but for now, her mouth was working on getting what she knew was coming shortly. Natasha's head continuing to bob rhythmically against his length, the redhead's eyes remained staring up at him, accepting the jerk of his hips to slide him all the way inside of her mouth, shaking her head gently to adjust him inside of her mouth. His hand holding her mouth in place, the woman closed her eyes as she felt the pressure, as it almost seemed that he was pulling out of her mouth due to the build up that shot down her throat and filled her mouth. Tash's cheeks puffing softly, her lips pulled themselves away from his member, this causing a bit of the white liquid to fall from her mouth, her lips curling into a smile before tilting her head upward and showing him what she had collected in her mouth.

As if it wasn't noticed before, something had triggered long ago in Natasha's mind that left her. . Hungry, so to speak, sex hungry to be more honest. Swallowing the cum and letting the rest be washed off by the water washing over them, hands again sliding her hair back and away from her face, her eyes again flashed with lust for the man in front of her, " Fuck me. " Clearly she wanted him to ravage her, eyes narrowed just slightly as she looked over his face.

 

[Vance]

Proudly she showed what she had gathered for him in her mouth and a blissful smile crept up his face. "Good girl..." he groaned and traced her lips and chin with his hands. The sight of her gobbling up the mess he'd made was a major turn on, and her breasts shining with the water drops made him mad with horny lust.
"Fuck me," she said with pure promiscuity in her lovely voice. That was more than any incentive he needed.

With brute force he pulled her up, one hand under her arm the other on her delicious red hair. The scent of her and the feeling of her soft flesh made him crazy for the carnal relation they were having. Indeed, Morgan too wanted to be inside of her and pour more from the wine of his orgasm.
He put a hand between her legs, looking for the wet patch and found her moist and willing. At first he just rubbed it slowly, but then started to quicken the movements. Then he slid a finger in, and another. With his free hand he tugged at her rosebud nipples of her full tits and bit her neck and let his tongue, longer than it had been, wander and explore her silky skin.

Morgan fell to his knees but his head still reached her belly button. So he started to kiss and run his tongue over her slender abdomen while gently fingering her. With his tumb he played with her clit to stimulate her pleasure. The tall muscled man pushed her against the wall behind her, steam filling the compartment and lifted her up only to put her down on a cupboard so he could taste her taste in turn.
His tongue took over the rubbing of his thumb over the nob and slithered with dexterity over it. She tasted phenomenally sweet. Different from any other woman he had gone down on in his past. His alongated tongue slid inside together with his fingers and he let the other hand ascend her body, grasping away at one of her breasts before he took hold of her neck and put his other thumb in her mouth. Morgan was in seventh heaven there in between her warm thighs. Somehow he managed to make that longe tongue of his vibrate once inside as well...

 

[detox__]

Their minds were wrapped around the sexual arousal that they had for one another, the quite possibly pent up sexual frustration being let out among the steam in the shower. Neither of them seemed to care at the moment that they were the only ones on the ship, because they were having well deserved time between the two of them. Or at least, that was what their new genes were telling them, her body long ago cleaned of the goo that had once been wrapped around her body, Natasha's scent had already begun filling the tight space they were in. Eyes half lidded as his free hand went to dive for her warm folds, the woman moaned out softly as he worked his fingers into her with such ease, her body shivering at the sensation of something inside her. Tash biting her bottom lip softly, the woman watched him drop in front of her, back now pressed against the same cool glass that he had once been against, feeling the cold from the glass begin to leave as the heat in the small space was planning to engulf them.

One of her hands sliding down and through his wet hair, the woman breathed out wonderfully as his tongue soon replaced his thumb in working her clit, only to slide it inside of her wanting snatch. " Nnngh, " Came the initial reaction from Tash, her eyes staring down at him as he slid his thumb into her mouth with ease, sucking on his finger gently as her leg raised to settle her wet thigh against his shoulder. Her nails now scratching at his head, as it seemed, the woman pushed his face in closer to her sex, chest rising and falling wonderfully as she moaned out in arousal to his tongue.

 

[Vance]

Her nails scratching at his head felt nice and encouraged him to give her even more pleasure as she softly but surely pressed his face deeper towards her wet snatch. When he glanced up he saw her busy chest heaving with desire and arousal. Morgan's tongue began to display small barbs as he licked and wiggled it in and around her womanhood. The feeling of her sucking on his thumb brought back the very recent memory of divine pleasure she had given him just before. He crammed in his four fingers instead of his thumb and increased his fingering downstairs. His nose was pressing into her soft pink flesh and he was breathing deeply and heavily into it, smelling her fruit. The feeling of her warm wet thigh on his shoulder, also exerting some pressure to burry his face in her sex was wondrous. Special glands in his mouth produced a lubricating saliva that was being smeared all over her pussy, it also contained chemicals that would make her more receptive to stimulation.

Morgan continued like this just up until she would've reached the brink of ecstasy, at that point he retracted and let his long slightly barbed tonge slither against the inner part of her thighs. Then he slid his tongue in completely and let it wave and vibrate inside her sweet pink pussy until she'd gasp for air. She tasted after creamy candy. His hand, now free groped at her other leg, thick thigh and ass. The muscular man hummed lowly in an effort to enhance his partners pleasure and licked away. Using his lips he stimulated her folds and breathed out heavily to aid her orgasm. Morgan couldn't wait to be inside her but couldn't decide wether to take her from the front or behind.

 

[detox__]

The woman knew what he was driving her toward, and she knew he was willing and waiting for it just as she was eager to give him what he wanted from her body. She was not going to keep her orgasm away from him, definitely not as he was doing good work in getting her to that point. His sharp injections of his tongue diving into her pussy, her shoulders pressed back against the glass as one of her hands slid up her wet frame to take a grope of her breast, the flesh filling up her hand easily. Her eyes flashing in their color as her body tensed up slightly due to the pleasure she was receiving, her nails again scratched at the man, her moans turning into half screams now as he made no effort to stop or pause in putting her toward her orgasm. It was only a matter of- " Ah- ahhmm - Morgan! "

Half screaming his name into the air, the woman found her inner walls tugging his tongue deeper and seemingly finding the waves of her orgasm washing over his tongue and lips now, her sticky juices warm as they spilled from her tight body. Letting her leg slide away from his grasp and her foot planted back on the floor, the woman made no haste to pull his hair and guide him back up to her, her lips coming into contact with his immediately. Her own taste dripping over her own lips now, the redhead's eyes again looked up at him, chest rising and falling as she breathed out warmly, knowing they were nowhere near done. He still had to take her, now didn't he?

 

[Vance]

Morgan let out a sigh of relief as Tash came and screamed out his name. Her sticky fluids tasted phenomenal, unlike anything he had tasted before, like some sort of peachy nectar. As she pulled him up to her mouth again he let his tongue ran over her abdomen, between her lovely big tits and into her mouth, granting her her own delicous flavour. The look she gave him, with those different eyes of her, loosened his most primal feelings and he let out a silent "HRmpf".

The brutish Morgan picked her up, swung her over his shoulders and stormed out of the shower, which turned off automatically now nobody remained in the compartment. He threw her onto the unmade bed and threw himself onto her. Her breast seemed even bigger now she was laying down, legs spread a little and experiencing the last bits of ecstasy he had given her. With determination he threw one of her lucious legs in his neck and began rubbing her folds with his cock. Sliding up and down with the head but not penetrating her womanhood, not yet. A bit of pre-cum gushed on her delighted abdomen while his hands groped away at her tits, ass and hips. He wanted her, and he wanter her now, but a bit of teasing was necessary according to his genetical code to make her ready. Morgan started to suck on her nipples and then moved his mouth to her full lips to engage in a passionate fiery kiss.

 

[detox__]

The fierce look in his eyes easily registering in her mind and sending waves of heat through her body, the redhead could clearly see the changes in him just as he could see the ones in her. Whether it be the pheromones her body was giving off or the caveman grunts and noises he was making, they were both at a rather, primal state to say the very least. The grunt he made causing a devilish smile to fall onto her lips, only to giggle softly when he hoisted her up and over his shoulder, her wet body flopping out onto what was once the captain's bed. Looking up at him only to have him immediately join her, her breasts bounced softly as he became her company on the bed, her legs spread to allow him the access between them, one of her calves set up against his shoulder, groaning out wonderfully as he teased her snatch with his cock. She would get him back for that later, when they both weren't so. . Driven by their hormones, so to speak. Feeling the cum land among the rest of her wet body, Tasha looked up at him now as he grabbed at whatever his hands could get a hold of.

His teasing was going to drive her insane, though before she could protest, his lips captured hers, her tongue sliding into his mouth and swirled against his, still tasting a bit of herself. The kiss wet and sticky, Natasha found the moment to move her lips away from his, her nails digging into his shoulders, " Put it in Morgan! " It wasn't a question, but clearly a demand.

 

[Vance]

Morgan bit at her neck ferociously when he penetrated her sex with his, heeding her command. She wanted it? She could have it! His huge penis dug into her wet, warm folds as it was lubricated and willing enough to encompass his entire length. Morgan's bite turned into affectionate nibbles across her jawline and collarbone. His lips traced her soft skin.
Thanks to his genetic modifications he possessed a far greater stamina than would be anticipated from someone just exiting the hibernation program. As such he engaged in an ever increasing rythm sliding in and out of her wet snatch, which was massaging his shaft and head in a lovely manner. As the velocity reached a certain height, his balls started slapping against her thighs and bum. For support, and partially to keep her in place, he grabbed hold of her hips at the love-handles and pulled him into her in addition to his thrusting pelvis movement. "you... horny bitch," he hissed into her ear, his tongue wondering nearby. She was his bitch though, a horny one for that matter. They fucked away like two animals in heat, oblivious to the problems and questions around them.

Her tits jiggled on the same rythm as he pushed in and out of her sweet hot moistness, his dick covered in their combined juices. With one of his fingers he collected some of the precum he had gushed on her toned abdomen and presented it to her. "Clean it off like the slut you are..." a suprisingly well constructed sentence for his mind in this intoxicated mushed state. All the while his rod throbbed inside of her, tremoring, burning and eager. His eyes screamed for her to do something with her hands as well. Tash the redhead was magnificent to behold as she laid there, down in front of him. Morgan had decided to do both ways though, and soon he would take her from behind, like the rutting bitch she was.