Elena adjusted her flight suit in the cramped capsule, her sharp gaze pinning Marcus as the launch countdown ticked. "You think you can handle the thrust to the moon, or will you fold like last time?" she teased, her voice laced with challenge.
Marcus grinned, stepping closer. "With you calling the shots, I'd orbit forever. But admit it—you're already getting horny just thinking about the ride."
She shoved him against the console, her strong hands roaming. "Horny? Please. I'm the one who'll make you beg before we even clear the atmosphere." Their lips crashed together, witty barbs turning to moans as clothes vanished.
Elena dropped to her knees, delivering a teasing blowjob that left Marcus's cock hard and throbbing. "Not bad for a ground control guy," she quipped between strokes, her pussy already wet and dripping with anticipation.
She climbed atop him, guiding his hard cock into her slick pussy while her ass ground down firmly. "Faster, pilot—show me why they picked you for this mission," she commanded, panting as sweat beaded on their skin.
Their rhythm built to a frenzy, bodies slapping in the zero-g harness, until Elena came with a cry, her juices dripping as Marcus followed, spilling cum deep inside her.
Gasping and sweating, they locked eyes amid the afterglow. "The moon's waiting," she murmured, "but our next orbit will be even wilder."
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