Serve, but maybe not drinks.

"I'll serve, but does it have to be drinks?," Krystal answers, she’s acutely aware that the majority of even partly sober Sharpclaw eyes have been drawn to her tight, naked figure

"Okay, then” Zara replies grinning, “Just hang around, your bound to have fun with someone sooner or later”

Even as Zara says this Krystal feels a hand tugging at her waste, pulling her into the sort of encounter she’s been longing for since taking off her flightsuit in that sweaty cabin. Quickly her mouth is drawn onto a cock and within seconds it’s balls deep in her throat.

Even this fucking sends quivers of pleasure down the vixens body and she struggles to contain an orgasm at the idea of one of these monsters really fucking her pussy… or even better her ass.