She obeys

"Yes, Lieutenant." Once again Sandra avoids using your name, and you guess that this type of role playing might be her way of dealing with the discordance between her actions and her religious upbringing. You should put an end to this before it goes any further, but the way her legs slowly part is impossible to ignore. "Are you going to impregnate me now?'

"Not yet Honey." You chuckle softly, "first I want to show you what I mean about how good a man can make you feel." You half expect her to push your hand away or at the very least close her legs when she feels reaching under the elastic of her panties for her sweet spot, but instead her legs open a little wider as she settles deeper on your lap.

"Yes, Stephen!" It seems that Sandra is back, at least for a bit. "Make that horny little Venusian girl squirm on your lap."

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes! That innocent cutie has been told all her life that men are wicked and cause women pain, but now you're going to make her feel good. Make her own body betray her." By this time your fingers have reached the petals of her exposed vagina and you can feel the heat and moisture of her arousal. It first, she does little other than gasp and moan as she feels you explore her sex, but when you slip into her, she reverts to the role of the fertile maiden sent to your rooms.

"What are you doing, Sir?" Knowing that Sandra has almost as little experience with men as the confused Venusian she is pretending to be makes this even hotter. "I thought you were going to push me onto my hands and knees and inseminate me." The mental image of this Jewish brunette on her hands and knees is almost enough to make you forget your promise to respect her desire to remain a virgin.

"I'm doing whatever I want, Girl." You growl coarsely in an attempt to regain control of the situation. "Did you ever think you'd have a man between your soft thighs like this?" You barely hear her soft moan of denial, but her words aren't all that important anyway. "Did you lie on your bed with the lights off imagining what it would be like to be given to a man?"

"Sir! Please, why are you doing this to me?" By now her body is jerking in rhythm with your hard fingering, so close to the edge of a climax that you know it won't take much.

"Because I want you to know how much this planet needs men," Your demand makes Sandra shudder violently, and her hand grips your wrist as you continue. "Men to dominate and subjugate you and your hot little friends. Our work here won't be done until every one of you has a swollen belly and lactating tits to suck on." This isn't like you at all and as Sandra stiffens on your lap you wonder at how much this forbidden fantasy of yours really reflects what you believe. You don't have time to reflect on this because Sandra explodes in a gigantic orgasm.

The juices that suddenly wash over your fingers and the half-strangled scream of pleasure that escapes from between her clenched teeth are accompanied by a stiffening of her entire body as her legs clamp together tightly. You've never seen a woman climax like this with her whole body and soul; it makes you wonder if your past girlfriends were just faking their orgasms when you had sex. You have to hold her spasming body firmly for almost thirty seconds until with soft sobs she pulls herself up in a ball on your lap with her arms around your neck and head buried against your chest.