<strong>Ansem Hyral: Personal quarters with Kris Fielding</strong><br/><br/>It dawned on them as she squirmed under him and allowed herself to relax her inner muscles, the position was far to personal for a pair of adults who wanted to get off, at least that is how he felt. With a little rolling and pause between thrust he managed to roll over to the side of the bed and sit up with her back on top straddling him. His hands moved back down over her ass, grabbing the soft flesh and began to guide her up and down, bouncing her on him.<br/><strong>"I..."</strong><br/>His words were not cut short by a red blip before them, the helmet's camera was recording! Ansem quickly buried his face into her chest, lapping and licking at her bouncing breasts to conceal the knowledge from the captain.<br/><strong>"You...like that..."</strong><br/>He groaned into her skin, a hand pulling away from her ass and gave her a quick spank. Between bounces a smile crossed his lips, he was putting on a show for the camera, what an opportunity to have his commanding officer on tape getting fucked.