But if Sergey, as a man was very good, then what could be said about Lana Sanchez in whose veins African-American and Mexican blood mixed. And the result of this cocktail was a tall, beautifully built beauty with long, blue-black hair and skin the color of milk chocolate. Her full lips, inherited from her mother, were quite African, but slightly slanting brown eyes with emerald shimmer and long eyelashes came from a Mexican father. Like all women in the navy, Lana spent a lot of time on physical exercise, but even without it her body was magnificent. The fourth-size breasts were tight and high, the waist was thin, but the abdominal muscles were strong, wide hips had smooth contours and turned into long slender legs, the leading photo models of all world D-XGvideo magazines could envy. Lana's ass was also amazing - elastic, convex, in one word to paw such a sheer pleasure. That's just not many were allowed to paw. Lana was 27 years old, but the men with whom she had ever entered into a close relationship could be counted on the fingers of one hand. Sergey entered this number. And to him, she allowed much more than all her ex. It happens after all, you meet with one or the other and it seems that feelings are passion and attraction, but here appears in your life the one with which passion flares up into flames, into a raging fire, and everything that was before appears only sparks of fire who are carried away by the wind and immediately thrown into the night.

Immersed in his fantasies about Lana, he did not notice how she entered the wheelhouse. Moved quietly, gently, with the grace of a cat. Palms lay on his shoulders.

- Hello.

He almost jumped.

- Lord! Lana!

“That's really me,” the young woman purred, and leaning down from her side reached for him. Their lips met. The kiss was long and tender.

“Lana, you can't sneak up like that,” Sergey gasped out when the first assistant interrupted the sweet mix of lips.

“I like to take you by surprise,” Lana sat quietly and her hand lay on his stomach, and then slipped lower.

- Oh! Heck!

Sergey tried to rise, but Lana again took possession of his lips. This time the kiss was not only gentle, but also passionate.

- M. m. M ... You seem to miss me, - whispered Lana, feeling like a member of Sergei hardens and poured power.

“You are here ...” muttered Ivashov. - It's great of course, but ...

“I came to brighten up your loneliness,” Lana whispered hotly and pulled the chair a little to herself. It drove off, freeing a little more space in front of the console. Lana is in front now. Her hair was pulled at the top of the head with a rubber band and down the back with her tail. She was dressed like Sergey, according to the rules. The officer’s uniform consisted of a white shirt, trousers, and a light jacket of dark purple. The sleeves of the latter could be unfastened and then the jacket became a vest. The set also included berets and caps, but usually they were worn at various celebrations or when visiting the ship by the high command.

Lana unhooked the gum and shook her hair. They poured into her shoulders with a thick black waterfall.

- Honey, do you want here and now? - Sergey is amazed, except that his mouth has not opened.

- Are you really against? She giggled. - We have an hour of free time. And yet, I blocked the door, and was going to turn off the navigation video review, so ...

- Wait a minute! - exclaimed Ivashov, - And if the captain or someone else wants to contact me?

- Let's take a chance? - smiled Lana. She stared at him. With lust and challenge, bit her lip. Her fingers took hold of the tongue of the lock on the jacket, pulled it down.

“Well, as you say,” he breathed. - You can take a chance.

Sergei, of course, cursed himself for an unjustified risk, but he was so excited that common sense was pushed into the background. In addition to desire, he was also seized with excitement. He himself turned off the video review in the navigation room. This sector of the ship has become a dark spot in the overall video monitoring system implemented throughout the ship. But he did not dare to cut off the communication system completely. Such an action Central Computer would regard as an emergency.

Ivashov, undertook to unbutton his jacket, but Lana stopped him with a decisive gesture.

- Do not do anything. Just sit and watch.

And she, sliding on him languid glances, began to dance. The heels of her shoes were ringing audibly on the plastic floor. With her right hand, she again took hold of the tongue of the lock and pulled it down. Slowly, with feeling, smoothly rotating the hips.

Sergey sat spellbound, holding his breath. Lana pushed her jacket aside. It was the turn of the shirt. One after another clicked buttons-clasps. And so, the next part of the form flew away. Lana's weighty “balls” were now covered only with a black lace-lace bra. She, for the time being, did not touch it, but began to dispose of her trousers. When Lana left only underwear and shoes, she turned backwards showing Sergey her bulging, appetizing ass. He was already all on board member and was eager to be free. Lana undid the bra clasps, pulled the straps off her shoulders and turned. Her luxurious breasts, freed, fluttering. The discarded bra fell right on the communications monitor and hung on it so funny, covering half of the screen.

Sergey sweat from groin to crown. His gaze was riveted to the fascinating-attractive charms of a young woman, topped with large dark brown nipples. But the rest of Lana, too, could boast: a gorgeous booty, long strong, slender legs, wide, strong hips. When she pulled off her panties, Sergey could fully admire her completely shaved pubes and sex lips, clearly visible in the lower abdomen.

- Well, how are you? - Lana cooed. In her eyes flashed merry, mischievous sparkles.

- Excellent! - exclaimed Ivashov. “A volcano woke up in my pants.”

- Oh, the volcano! Ah woke up! - she laughed. - Let's take a look at it.

She approached her lover and told her to get up from her chair. While Lana was pulling off his pants and shorts, he frantically got rid of his jacket, shirt, and T-shirt.

Freeing his dick, the young woman made a sigh of admiration. Of course, she had repeatedly seen Sergei's cock, but every time this powerful, thick penis, covered with bulging veins, made her thrill. Below were two large, hard-hanging eggs.

“Let me take your volcano,” she murmured. - It is necessary to warm it up.

Lana greedily dragged Sergey's cock into her mouth and smacking her sonorously, set to work. A sturdy trunk slid back and forth between her lips. Sucking for a minute, she released the penis, stuck out her tongue and with pleasure began to lick the prick of a moaning man. Gradually, her tongue slid across the trunk to the very eggs. She licked them too, smacking and moaning with pleasure. At the same time, I ran my hand between my legs and stroked myself there.

Then again sucked followed, and Lana tried to pick up a member deeper. Sometimes, if the head of the penis penetrated too deep into the throat, it began to cough and immediately released Sergey's trunk from his mouth to take a breath of air.Ivashov put both his palms on her head, then, having already entered into a rage, he grabbed a strand of black hair, wound them on his fist. At the same time, he began to move his ass and hips, making exactly the same movements as if he were driving a member of Lana into the vagina. She clutched her lover's buttock fingers, moaned and moaned softly.

The fat cock, completely wet from the saliva of a young woman, moved back and forth in her mouth, faster and sharper. With a smack ... Read more →