Making new friends

The official let out a low sigh and squirmed in his seat as Gina followed up on her words by spinning on her stiletto heels until she had her right hip aimed at him, thus providing him with an excellent view of how her huge breasts spilled out from her chest in a most alluring fashion, though he was kept from gawping at the size and fullness of the two orbs as they were pushed together round the massive fake cock that protruded obscenely from within the depths of her cleavage by the way in which she had her slender fingers grasp hold of the waistband of her thong to insinuate that she was intending to tug it aside, as though the strain of wearing such a concealing garment as the skimpiest thong he'd probably ever seen for even a moment more was far more than she could bear.

And as if that wasn't enough, Gina then crossed her left arm over her stomach and employed the back of her hand to push the dildo out of her cleavage far enough that she had no problem in tilting her head forwards and letting her pink tongue come out to twirl its way round the fake cock's rounded tip.

'That...' The official managed to tremble out, though the exact nature of his response would remain unrevealed, as the sight of Gina's posterior as she spun round all the way to present him with it, flaunting it for his benefit and immediately causing his eyes to bulge at how the juicy halves of her bubble butt framed the flimsy stretch of glossy black that came rising out from between, was enough to make him jerk about in his seat while at the same time unwillingly releasing an unsteady, protracted moan.

Apart from bringing the customs official exceedingly close to creaming his pants, Gina's turning around to dazzle him with her delectable posterior also meant that she was face to face with the young man whom she'd teased and toyed with before being distracted by the official, and the handsome young stud's bewildered expression now prompted her to pull her luscious lips back into a brazen smile.

Leaning forwards in a deep bow, Gina could hear the deep, **** groan coming from the official behind her as her movement served to push her tasty posterior towards him, though her main concern at the moment was that she'd now gone for much too long without having a real cock rammed inside of her, a concern which drew her to let her gaze run down the front of the young stud that stood in front of her, beads of sweat still present on his brow.

'Fuck...' Gina let out a breathless curse as she did her best to guess the size of the young stud's cock, a guttural groan coming from the man behind her at how she waggled her luscious ass at him, her gaze being firmly fixed on the thick bulge that ran its way down the inside of the stud's right leg, the effect that she'd had upon him resulting in his trousers ruffling as the trunk of his fuckmast throbbed against the fabric and its fat head stirred about from where it was placed just a few inches above his knee, with the suggested length and girth of his cock serving to draw an intense moan of wanton lust from the immensely stacked vixen who was currently looking at him with a nasty gleam in her narrowed eyes.

Gina wetted her full lips with her tongue as she suddenly reached out with one hand and placed it against the man's cock, her girlish moan mixing with his much darker one once she'd proceeded to run her hand up his leg to get a feel of his obscenely pulsating fuckpiece through his trousers, showing positively no shame in the manner in which she buried her free hand down the front of her tiny thong to tease her juicing snatch.

'So,' Having suddenly snapped back up into an upright position, Gina had instantly switched to a much more serious demeanour, forcing the young stud to meet her gaze head-on and adding a little sharpness to her voice as she stood there in a stance which involved having her long legs parted a little and her right hand resting on her wide hips, though the left one was still positioned so that the skimpy, shimmering front of her thong was glued to the back of it, 'Name?'

'What?' The black-haired man bumbled out.

'Your name, stud...' Gina clarified, once more appearing as libidinousness incarnate as she smiled at him before producing a horny groan as she thrust her pussy against her hand.

'Oh.' The man blurted out, giving off the impression as though he finally understood what Gina was saying, 'Whittington, Richard Whittington.'

'Richard? Dick?' Gina raised an eyebrow, and Richard blushed.

'Business in Darvon Spaceport?' Gina quickly sent Richard another question, a question which served to clarify that she was currently intent on parodying the formulaic questions that the customs official had asked her, though he was much too preoccupied with ogling her derriere to notice.

'Uh...' Richard racked his brain for a reply while taking in how Gina's idle caressing of her pussy led her to close her eyes and shudder with content, his trousers being stained with a jet of precum a few short seconds later when she opened her eyes again to send him her best come-hither look.

'Yes...' Gina's purring was followed by her retrieving her left hand from within her thong, a wet SLAP! being produced as the garment shot back into its original position of being glued to her sopping wet pussy, and brought it up so that she playfully pat one of her soaked fingers against her tongue as it came sliding out of her mouth, then rounding things off by smacking her lips and forming them into another one of those smiles that had every man fortunate enough to be looking at her suddenly squirming and groaning with increased intensity.

'Business, I guess,' Richard managed to both formulate his reply and cringe at its tameness before the sharp smack of Gina's left hand landing on her ass robbed him of the chance to try and come up with something better to say.

'Wrong answer, stud,' Even while she was addressing him, Gina took a step towards Richard and went on to drop onto her haunches, with him following her sinking movement as the line behind him began to break up and be replaced by a semi-circle forming around him and the stunning vixen that had now adopted a supremely provocative stance, one which was hardly made any less so when she reached out and grabbed hold of the waistband of his trousers with both hands.

'What you should have said,' Gina lectured Richard, timing the suggestive fashion in which the words flowed out of her mouth with the soft, slow motions with which she was undoing the front of his trousers, 'is that you're here to find the nastiest, sluttiest, horniest, most cum-hungry size-queen in all the spaceport, and proceed to fuck her until you're spent and she's hosed down with your jizz.'

A very ****-sounding groan came from the official to intermingle with the metallic sound of Gina undoing Richard's zipper, before she took her gaze from his crotch and looked up at his face while keeping her right hand poised to disappear into his trousers.

'Now,' Rising up to stand in front of Richard, Gina was still talking to the young stud when she turned round and sashayed her way over towards the desk, enjoying the stunned, hapless expression on the official's face as he watched her draw nearer to him, 'what I want you to do is to whip out your monstercock...'

Gina placed her hands atop the desk and crouched forwards again, with the official leaning back as the triumphant smile that was glued on her face was brought in closer to him, her bow becoming so deep that her massively protruding tits were finally placed against the metallic surface of the desk, her wide stance meaning that the closest of the men and women behind her could all see how the exceedingly narrow back of her thong was suspended across her puckered asshole and its front disappearing in between the aroused lips of her foaming honeypot.

'Come over here,' Gina continued talking to Richard while looking straight at the official, her right hand coming back behind her ass to grab hold of the back of her skimpy underwear and tug it aside until she could hook it over one of her mouth-watering buttocks, 'push the plump, drooling head of your dick through my tight, slutty asshole and let me count the inches of your cock as you bury it inside my ass.'

There came a sort of collective groan from everyone within earshot of Gina.