Chapter 1862 Fucking His Fat Cock Off:>Ep3

• There'd be no hiding his erections there, and while they were polite, he could tell they were noticing. Some were staring. Others giggled and talked quietly amongst themselves. But they didn't shy away. No inhibitions, he remembered Nala saying. And they were likewise free with showing off their bodies to his eye. They were Humanoid in every way that mattered to his libido, top to bottom.
• Alina in particular. Rather than small and pert like Nala, the Deckmistress of the Florana ship was a lovely pear shape. An enormous round bottom and thighs drew his attention even when she was fully clothed. When nude, it was all he could do to keep from pressing his face between her cheeks! Between which, he couldn't help but notice, were organs similar to the ones he was familiar with. He did note that both holes happened to glow the same bright green as her mouth.
• His masturbation increased beyond mere stress relief. It was getting compulsive. He started yearning for it during duty hours, slipping away for minutes at a time to quickly blast ropes in the corridor. Sometimes he got caught, but the Florana didn't seem to mind. They masturbated too, he rationalized, hand full of spent seed. Why shouldn't he?