Check on Celeste

I cross my arms and nod, before leaning on Celeste's chair. I catch her smirk and look up at me.

"I'm focusing," she says with a slight teasing tone. I laugh and lean in to begin groping her perky tits. The feeling of her getting hotter under my touch isn't escaped on me. Nyssa scoffs and rolls her eyes before looking over the console and letting the two of us have our fun.

"How good of a pilot are you again?" I ask her. Celeste scoffs and moans.

"Fucking amazing."

"Can you multi task?" I press my hand on my bulge and Celeste bites her bottom lip. Behind us, Rose enters. She looks slightly bothered but her red hair is tied up in a bun.

"Where the hell are you even going?"

"Rose, be a dear and shut up? I'm trying to multi-task," Celeste says.

"Multi?" Rose looks around me, and sees Celeste with one hand on the console and another on my now pitched tent. She unclips my pants, letting my pants drop and my cock come out.

"You're going to do that while flying?" Rose grunts, she tries to look disgusted, but I can see her clutching her chest in excitement. "What kind of ship did I—"

But Celeste shushes her with a few snaps and then wraps her hand around my cock. With those pretty brown eyes she looks up at me, and takes the tip of my cock into her mouth.

And then so, so, so much more. Celeste always takes me in really damn good. She deepthroats me like the good girl she is, eyes locked on me, while taking a few glances back to the console to ensure we don't crash into anything. Meanwhile I grab at and bounce her pretty tits. With my cock in her mouth she says,

"Shee? Shyme a ruhlee goos—PTWAH! Pilot!"

"Yeah, yeah... goddamn really good." I cannot take how my cock feels in her warm mouth, and she really was piloting us with relative ease. The sensation flying through me is getting me close and Celeste knows it. Because she pulls of my dick again and rests the dark meat across her pretty face, playing with my balls with her tongue.

The sensation makes me explode. Cum jets out of the tip, spreading across Celeste's pretty face and bits of the dashboard she was using the pilot us. We both let out a sigh of exhaustion as she wipes her lips to clean herself up.

Rose makes a disgusted sound in the background before scurrying away. Celeste makes a moan like its delicious and smirks.

"Guess our little stowaway can't take it?" Celeste teases. Nyssa rolls her eyes, and Celeste goes back to piloting us, while I put my throbbing mess of a cock away.