Clone gratitude (With link to a picture)

Calvo pulled 'Stripe' to her feet, supporting the sleekly muscled guardswoman from behind as she recovered. The tentacles had begun to jerk and thrash impotently from the bubbling mudpit, but they were beyond the reach of the creature, or plant, or whatever the fuck it was...Calvo didn't know or care. Tau-Ceti Two had been well chosen as a prison planet, it was a hell. Everything about the place seemed purpose built to torment, terrify, and kill human beings.

He felt the guardswoman trembling in his arms. Calvo was not suprised, he was weak with reaction himself, barely able to stay on his feet. Stripe's head leaned back against his shoulder, her arms hanging limply at her sides as Calvo supported her weight. His grey eyes were drawn downward to the gasping rise and fall of her large, firm breasts, the skintight fabric of her white uniform allowing the jut of her nipples to be clearly seen. The definition of her sleek muscles, and the fact that she was clearly a lesbian, lover to her clone sister V, only made 'Stripe' more desireable to Calvo at that moment. His cock twitched, strained erect against the softness of her buttocks.

Stripe's eyes opened fractionally, her weight shifting, causing the taut glutes to tighten against the shaft of Calvo's cock. Her soft voice carried a timbre of amazement .

"You......want to....**** me...?"

Calvo's hands slid, one to the flare of her hip, the other to cup the taught weight of her heavy left breast, thumb stroking the stiffening nipple. He felt the clone's breathing deepen, and, amazingly, her back arching, as if to **** her tits against his hand.

"No. I want to make love to you. Why shouldn't I ? Your'e fucking beautiful, Guardswoman 22...."

She gave a low, throaty moan as Calvo's hand slid from her hip, over her washboard flat belly, and then downward, to cup the soft bulge of her pubic mound through the smooth fabric of her uniform. Her hips were now moving in a slow rocking motion, pushing her mons against his hand, and causing her asscheeks to rub against his erection. His face stroked against the short, soft fuzz of her bleached white hair as he nibbled and sucked at her earlobe. It was only then that Calvo heard the sound of faint, frightened calls....the other guardswomen were returning. Calvo released Stripe regretfully, turning her round to press a slow kiss against her soft, suprisingly ful lips, as his hands cupped and squeezed her ass.

"Maybe later, gorgeous."

Stripe's eyes were wide as Calvo slipped an arm around her slim waist, and helped her back toward the other guardswomen.

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