<div class="floatleft">(http://www.bikesrepublic.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/biker_mice_from_mars___throttle_by_atomiccircus-d5jmle8-image-source-deviantart.net_.jpg)</div>Smikey uses the oppoturnity to walk closer to Bastit, adjacent to her as she was dazed by stimuli. Leaping down from the table and as he stood besides her, his non-armed hand moved stroke and caress her thigh and said; "Not a spell, just pure mechanical expertise combined with trick of the trade being genius level mechanic." The dazed sensation eventually fades, albeit pleasure echoes still as Smikey continues; "But need sadly use my pimp hand to put you into place."<br/><br/>Then before Bastit had time to recover fully, Smikey leaped up into air and made quick spiralling punch aimed at her stomach! However he miss measured the distance and his fist merely whistles past her stomach muscles. He then Then pouncing off her chest (feet planting to her breasts for pouncing impact), he spins backward but he also does upward hook punch aimed at her chin! However he miscalculates the pouncing impact and results him send him wildly spiralling backward, barely landing on his feet after going triple backflip in midair! Smikey looks bit embarassed and mumbles;<em>"Damn, I have grown rusty it seems."</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Moved closer, then your turn comes but your dazed so we move to Smikey's turn where he does full attac, making two attacks with -4 penalty. First attack was a miss but second a nat 1! </div></div><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291501.msg14376849#msg14376849">Quote from: Jovialtraveler on 04-09-2018, 08:36:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Aife moaned at the unintended thrust, legs shaking even harder as she felt the head of his cock against the back of her throat, filling her mouth... and she was barely two-thirds down the length of it. Aife moves her hands off of his cock, placing them on his thighs as she began to bob her head in earnest. She was a bit disappointed he didn’t watch the streams, but he was right. Why watch through the screen when the real thing was right there? Aife played with his balls using one hand, the other gently pinching her clit and drawing a mewl as, if she hadn’t already been in platform shoes, she would’ve risen onto the balls of her feet. “Mmmph~” she takes her lips off of the shaft and looks up at him, “I don’t think I can fit any more of that into my mouth, my lord.” Aife was practically purring, kissing the shaft. “But I know a better way to polish it, I think.”<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Mack had huskily purred as Aife had played with his balls as she had been sucking him. As she stops and addresses her issue, Mack plays along in raising eyebrow and ask curiously; "Oh? So how maid plans finish polishing my tool then? Show me what you had in mind and explain in detail." His cock glistens in the hallway light, throbbing eagerly for more stimuli and towering over Aife's face. To her size it would be monstrous fit....but Aife has taken even bigger things on the ship and recovered. Leading sort addiction to sizes which would leave most partners of her own size not as satisfying to engage in.