And as Jena and Trix slapped the crash restraints on, Lisi giggled. “We’ll get you ship taken care of and your fuel, but first you have to do something for us!” She pointed beyond the dance floor to a stage with several shiny poles coming up from the floor of the floor. Mom xxx “Did she say strap in or strap on??”
Trix was able to coax the ship into somewhat of a controlled glide. Jena and Lisi could not help but be hypnotized by dazzling display of hyperspace before them. Misti and Torri were sitting spread eagle on two chairs just in front of the stage. Torri reached over and slid her fingers in Misti’s panties their fingers intertwined and began stroking up and down. Hot spurts of gooey cum spurted from Trix’s cocks and Torri and Misti did not miss
