Kizzy, however, was already lost in the moment. She pushed him against the wall, her lips crashing onto his. Neil’s hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts, her ass, her pussy.
He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and it drove him wild. He spun her around, his hands gripping her hips as he ground his cock against her ass.
The holographic video call was still set up, awaiting instructions from their captain. But neither Kizzy nor Neil cared.
They were lost in their own world, their bodies moving in sync as they floated around the spaceship, gravity be damned. Neil’s cock was hard as a rock, and Kizzy’s pussy was dripping wet. She reached back, her hand wrapping around his cock, guiding it to her entrance.
Neil thrust into her, his cock filling her completely. Kizzy moaned, her head falling back onto his shoulder. “Oh god, Neil,” she gasped, her hips moving in sync with his thrusts. “Fuck me harder.”
Neil, driven wild by her words, complied. He pounded into her, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with their moans and gasps. Kizzy’s breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and erect.