<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div class="floatleft">(https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/014/569/232/large/koh-kok-quan-scififemaleagent.jpg?1544529852)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><br/><strong>JEN CORSO</strong></span><br/>Infiltrator and Demolitions Expert<br/></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/>Jen walked over to the admiral, her face hot from excitement and embarrassment at the same time. All of this was just so goddamn hot. It was totally taboo, totally unlike her, totally unlike what she used to do before this "employment". It had taken weeks of dancing around the subject before the admiral told her about his fancies.  Eventually, over dinner, Pendolo had blurted out that he wanted to watch her fuck another man. Even then, it wasn't until they started watching cuckolding porn together that he admitted that he wanted it to be a well endowed black man.<br/><br/>Jen handed the admiral her datapad, as she knew he would record and film the whole act. He was smiling broadly too. It was all finally happening. Jen slipped one hand down her suit pants and started on herself, staring intently on the image on the holoscreen. She tried to imagine what it would be like to have something that massive inside her.<br/><br/>"Dry fuck or preliminaries, sir ?" she inquired, rubbing herself lewdly in front of both men, with a slight blush on her cheecks.