Evelyn's private session

Upon docking, the external docking arms of the Winterlynx joined nicely to those of the Avalon’s on one of its lower auxiliary ports, helped by mechanisms designed to ease the docking process and an automated system.

As the process completes, a squad of women gathers around the airlock, putting on their spacesuits and gearing up for the expedition. The captain personally makes her way down to speak to the away team, giving them her acknowledgement and a short briefing on emergency procedures.

Observing the women transfer over to the Avalon, Evelyn unstraps herself to relax as she turns the ship’s status into stationary mode. Her job done for now, she stands herself up, and struts herself excitedly into the crew quarters.

With most of the ship’s crew gone, Evelyn has been waiting for this time, a time for her to release the massive sexual tension that had been building up in her for a long time coming now, especially considering that she was now with a full female crew and had no males to seduce for sex. Her body had been desiring for a long time, only made more intense as she flew through the asteroids with nothing but panties grinding on the seat. She was always called the Panty Pilot by the crew, and her excuse was that she could concentrate better without pants. In reality, Evelyn was a nymphomaniac, a true slut that desired all manners of cock and the occasional pussy to ram her dry while outside of the bedroom she had maintained a cool, professional and perfect appearance. Of course, outside of her panty driving habits which she had only adopted with this full female crew.

As Evelyn snuck herself into the now empty crew quarters, that of which looked frozen in time as everyone’s beds were still messy and personal belongings strewn across the floor, she crawled excitedly into her own bed.

Sheepishly looking around and reconfirming her environment, Evelyn relaxes her body backwards on the soft gel mattress, her head resting on a pillow as she lifts her shirt up and over her head, revealing her bare breasts that sprung out and felt the cool air fresh. As she bites her lips and closes her eyes, she playfully pinches her nipples on her perky breasts, pushing and pulling on her mountains when she feels like it.

Her panty still on, Evelyn sends a few fingers to run down her stomach until they touch fabric, that of which they crawl under to find her sweet spots.

As they take turns to enter her own vagina, Evelyn arches involuntarily in pleasure, her legs stretching and kicking as she begins to moan with her other hand covering her mouth hoping to not draw the attention of the remaining crew, whom she believe should still be working on their own stations to prep the ship.