Wetness

Hanni was pure glorious wetness. Her pussy was so tight and wet. Their clothes were wet with sexy juices. Good thing clothes weren’t needed. Her body and three breasts shone with the wetness.

She was so beautiful. An elegant face. Big eyes. Crossed pupils looking in them. She giggled.

Gareth’s massive cock slamming into her tight wet cunt. SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! In missionary full — mating press.

“Ahhh ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh yes do me yes do meeee!” Hanni screamed.

Wet wonder. Each powerful thrust making Hanni moan. The splash of wetness. SLAM! SLAM!

Her perfect three boobs bouncing as Gareth held her thin waist.

“I’m gonna cum!” He said.

SLAM! SLAM! He grunted and pushed in tight. Her pussy clenching onto his thick hard rod.

Hot semen filling her womb. Her eyes lighting up.

They lay in the puddle of wetness. His ship would need a deep clean.

She nuzzled up against his chest.

“What planet did you say you were from?” He said.

“I didn’t say… Aquapora-2,” she said.

That explained it. A water world. Still he couldn’t argue — no lube needed!

But… Something was nagging in his mind.

The mission! Zamuel! The Krubble!