Mass Effect: The New Position Series

I don't own Mass effect

The shuttle landed on the Normandy a day after it had left. Tali, Jacob and Miranda stood waiting as it landed. Mordin arrived out of nowhere as he blinked curiously at the shuttle as the door popped open and the young Krogan dropped out of it and, to their surprised, smiled at them all. "Heh-heh!" he suddenly wrapped Jacob in a hug, squeezing the muscular man as he cringed.

"NNgh!"

"Jacob!" he dropped him to his feet as the man stared at him somewhat surprised.

"Yes? Grunt!"

Grunt however grinned almost charmingly at them. Before moving along with something of a strut in his step. Garrus and Shepard both stepped out of the shuttle, however, both looked rather exhausted. "Shepard. What happened?"

Shepard looked to Garrus as his Turian wingman noted rather off-handedly. "Wrex says 'hi'." Then added rather amusingly. "Also if you're not on the shuttle tomorrow he's going to come up here and hug you himself." Tali giggled, Wrex their former Krogon crewmate was something of a crazy but caring uncle… suddenly she had the urge to drag him to the flotilla and tell him what the admirals tried to do to her for politics and watch the results… but she loved her aunt Shala a bit much to do that

"Okay but what's up with Grunt?" she asked as Shepard sighed.

"…We had a Krogan bachelor party…" he jumped slightly as Mordin began to check him and Garrus over. "Lots of guns, bullets and a Thresher Maw popped out of a cake…" Garrus scoffed, trying not to laugh. "…Garrus voted to get him a table dance."

"I stand by it…" Garrus added smugly.

"I feel I missed something…" Tali noted as Mordin amazingly interrupted.

"Grunt underwent ritualistic puberty. Understandable, fully grown Krogan regardless of being born in a gestation vat." He checked Shepard's pulse… through his armor. "Had my own suspicions but better to get it from a reliable Krogan source."

"Shepard I need to speak to you…" Miranda noted, now that Jacob seemed to be out of harms way… she had to… TALK… to Shepard.

"One minute Miranda." Shepard noted, his face contorting in a restrained pained expression "Mordin. Can your mission wait for tomorrow?"

"Of course Shepard. My Colleague would not be in any immediate danger." He said calmly, "Would rather tend to the issue immediately but your own rest along with Mr. Vakarian's is important after facing a Thresher Maw with a pubertal Krogan."

"Alright good. We'll leave immediately after my nap. And Tali. You're coming with me and Mordin planetside…"

"You take me to the nicest places Shepard." Tali crooned playfully as Mordin, Shepard, and Garrus all walked with her to the elevator followed by an annoyed Miranda.

"Well he takes me to all the best places to have firefights… Gardens, electronics stores, classy antique shops…" Garrus noted as Shepard laughed, flinching slightly.

"Ah-ha… it hurts to laugh Garrus…" he joked Mordin however twitched at that before immediatly pressing Shepard's armored ribs.

"Argh!" the shout of pain stunned most people present.

"Hmmn. Need more than a nap Shepard. Mr. Vakarian if you are not injured yourself, assist me in taking Shepard to the medbay."

"Wait Shepard-" Began Miranda as Shepard suddenly hissed painfully, Garrus throwing his arm over his shoulder and supporting his weight as Miranda entered the elevator.

"Conversation about the Illusive Man's annoyance with your lack of sexual escapades with the commander will have to wait Ms. Lawson." Mordin BLURTED out to the occupants of the elevator. Miranda freezing in utter horror. "Several of the Commander's ribs are broken and I must tend to his internal injuries."

...…BEAT.

"What?" Garrus asked surprised as Tali sighed.

"Good going Mordin."

"Was under the impression that Garrus knew." Mordin replied quickly and dismissively as Shepard suddenly cringed, and his knees buckled. "Mr. Vakarian!"

"I got him!" Garrus hefted him up carefully as Tali supported his other arm, Miranda a bit too frozen to function at the moment.

"Was still under the impression Garrus knew." Mordin repeated, "As Shepard's closet male confidant and friend I imagined he would talk about his multiple conquests…" he sniffed as Miranda and Garrus stared at him. "…Will apologize more thoroughly later."

"…What did I miss?" Garrus asked as Shepard blearily focused on the excruciating pain in his chest. "Also I'm your best friend?"

"The Geth's off the leash now. Shepard's been having hardcore sex with Miranda…" Tali noted. "And Seriously Garrus Now?"

"…He's having sex with her while courting you?" Garrus noted, as Miranda stared horrified at them both.

"Yes. I get to watch." Tali added dismissively, that was unimportant… to her at any rate. "…He's also done it with Liara… and Samara… and Kasumi has been helping…" she said casually as Garrus blinked.

"…Alright that's impressive for even you Shepard." He said as the elevator opened and they hauled him to the medbay. "…Liara I get, but Samara is a surprise."

Mordin and Chakwas worked on Shepard for a little over an hour. Thanks to advance medical science as well as The Normandy's own potent Medbay, and the talents of both exceptional doctors. Shepard's several broken ribs were mended within that time, luckily Mordin caught it early… however before he prescribed Shepard some sleeping pills he had a few stern words about received injuries in the field and actually reporting them.

And Shepard's justification that 'He didn't know that Krogan hit him so hard' was not a good enough reason…

Miranda however had eventually adjourned to her quarters and had wondered why her life had suddenly become a horrific hardcore pornographic parody of itself… Garrus had, with Tali, utterly laughed off the fact that Shepard was having sex with multiple females on the ship, but Miranda's soul was once again utterly broken…

For one thing… she had assumed the Illusive man would take her side in her 'I'm not going to be Shepard's fuck toy anymore' stance… she was wrong. Again… Not only did the Illusive man not care about her opinion but he informed her in no uncertain terms that as long as it kept her on the ship she'd do whatever Shepard wanted her to do and be whatever Shepard needed her to be. And 'cum deposit' was an acceptable position…

…She had had multiple mental breakdowns as Shepard's personal whore but had managed to recover solely on the reasoning that she was better than that. She was perfect. The Illusive man saw her value, it's why he put her on this ship. She was here to control Shepard. And while… having sex with him gave her the delusional reasoning that it was still some sort of control… that was wrong. She was never in control and not only that… but her 'value' to the illusive man went about as far as the rest of Cerberus…

Everyone. EVERYONE. Was expendable except for him…

But it was somehow WORSE for her… as a beautiful, desirable woman she was already objectified. And as a woman LITERALLY genetically designed to be objectified she was utterly shattered that the one man she had counted on saw her the same way… She could almost cry at that… in fact she wanted to… but for some reason she couldn't. She was just too mortified, too furious, to betrayed…

"Hey, Miranda." Miranda suddenly jumped, turning around to find Kasumi lying casually on her bed.

"Get out."

Kasumi rolled her eyes. "Oh relax. We're stick sisters…"

"GET. OUT." She repeated, she had NO interest in dealing with Kasumi's bullshit right now.

Kasumi stared at her, raising an eyebrow under her hood. "Know what you need? Dick."

"Fuck you. Get out." Miranda replied but finally just… decided to ignore her. "I am not a fucking whore."

"Didn't say you were…" Kasumi replied, tapping her foot. "But you know… it's oddly relaxing…" she said simply. "…Yeah he fucks us like we're slabs of meat but he's oddly kinda nice about it." Miranda turned back to her, glaring scathingly. "Well he gives us a choice, he doesn't force us, he even tells us that it's what he's going to do. He warns us…"

"Oh yeah. Forced to suck his cock at any given moment that's just so FUCKING ROMANTIC…" spat Miranda.

"To be fair he only did that to you…" Kasumi added as Miranda's biotic powers fizzled around her in anger. "Because you're a tool."

"I AM NOT A TOOL!" she shrieked at Kasumi.

"Wha-oh!" she vanished as Miranda calmed herself down. "…You are… do you know why?" Kasumi appeared opposite her. Standing across her desk. "…Because you're Cerberus." Miranda glared at her. "He treats you like that because your Cerberus… he's pretty cordial with me and Samara, gives us safewords we never use… he even apologizes sometimes.

"Are you seriously trying to get me to have sex with Shepard again?!" she asked with an angry hiss.

"Here's a thought!" Kasumi declared smugly, "Instead of being his little Cerberus cocksleeve… why don't you try and quit Cerberus?" Miranda stared at her in surprise. "THEN you wouldn't be a Cerberus cocksleeve." She shrugged, "…Think about it… you might LIKE it more…" and with that she vanished as the door behind her suddenly open. "EVEN THOUGH YOU LIKED BEING HIS COCKSLEEVE ANYWAY…" came a sensuous, ominous hiss by her ear as she jumped… but Kasumi was gone.

….

"I'm telling you I'm fine." Shepard grumbled as Garrus and Tali aided him into his cabin. "Half a dozen broken ribs are nothing to me."

"Mordin prescribed rest." Tali noted with finality, "So you're going to rest even if I have to hack Edi and lock you in here."

"I am fairly confident that even with your skills Tali that would not be possible." Edi chimed in. Tali turned to the projection of the ship AI and stared blankly with her mask. "…But I will assist in the endeavor." She added almost fearfully. But that would be silly…

"Alright already…" Shepard grumbled as he sat on the bed. Garrus stood like an ominous enforcer as he blinked at them both. Not entirely sure who to side with even though he knew better. "I'll rest!" Shepard admitted as Tali nodded and swayed that beautiful quarian booty out of his cabin while Garrus followed her out. He was really only there to make sure Shepard didn't try to make a run for it, or collapse. Still, he rubbed his eyes and lay back on his bed…

"…Shit." He mumbled, "…Should've waited to fall down…" he mumbled, now he had to get back up and get FURTHER on his bed.

"Well, I can help you with that Shep." Kasumi's pretty hooded face fizzled over his as she gazed down at him. He sighed exhaustedly.

"Normally I'd do to you what I'd do to all sexy thieves I continuously catch in my room…"

"Awww. You think I'm sexy Shep?"

"Could you just haul me onto the bed… I'll stuff you full of cock later." He sighed as Kasumi laughed, slowly helping him… or attempting too.

"You know with all the times I've felt you on top of me you've never felt so heavy!" she hissed.

"It's the deadweight…" Shepard sighed as Kasumi stopped tugging his arm. He sighed and groaned as the door to his cabin opened and Miranda walked in. "Son-of-a-bitch." He grumbled, "Miranda. WHAT?" he asked as she stood at the entrance, the door hissing shut as she scowled.

She promptly tapped her omni-tool as it fizzled slightly. Before scowling, "I'm quitting Cerberus…" Kasumi and Shepard stared at her.

"…Good for you." He replied legitimately. "Is there a… what brought this on?"

"The Illusive man…" she snarled, "TIM… told me to FUCK you as much as you wanted…" she snarled bitterly, "He might have phrased it so it sounded less like I was a whore but you get the idea…" she snarled before strutting that body towards him, taking his other arm and helping Kasumi get him onto the bed. "So. I may have told him one thing, cut off the sound to the hidden cameras in your room, and I am now telling you another… until I'm ready to inform him that I am no longer in his employ."

"There are cameras in my room?" Shepard asked somewhat annoyed.

"Of course there are cameras in your room Shep." Kasumi replied fluffing his pillow. "This is a Cerberus ship…" she grinned, "…I have however shorted several of them out once or twice so I can enjoy my private time."

"So they've recorded everything?" Shepard asked as Miranda scowled.

"All relevant data goes through me." Miranda noted. "So yes." She hissed.

"…Can I get copies?"

"Focus Shepard…" she scowled, pulling out her SLUT collar from… somewhere on her skintight suit. "We're going to have to put on a show, to inform him of my choice she snarled. "…But be assured that you will NOT be treating me the same way."

"…You're not Cerberus anymore?"

"I am not." She finished, tugging on her collar.

"…Alright then good enough for me… but first I need to punish a certain thief for sneaking into my room again. He said, putting a hand on the side of Kasumi's face.

"Aw come on Shep don't I get points for helping?"

"…No."

"Ah! mMGh!" he pushed her down onto his cock… that had somehow, subtly, been removed from his pants as Miranda watched in fascination as Kasumi lips pressed to the base of his shaft and he held her there.

SMACK! Miranda jumped as her bubble ass cheek was smacked as she glared at Shepard… granted it wasn't NEARLY as hard as he had smacked it before…

"Get down there and help her out Miranda… and try to be convincing…" he said, putting his hand into her silky hair and easily shoving her to his crotch as her tongue flicked against his sack, tapping as Kasumi extended her tongue on his shaft, bobbing and slobbering up and down as their sexy asses wagged in the air behind them like horny bitches.

Shepard relaxed on the bed as the slobbering, slurping noises from his crotch was like a symphony to his ears. But he sniffed, watching the arousing display of Miranda's bubbly ass cheeks wobble as he let go out of hair and swatted it as she moaned around his balls before shooting up. "It's not the same." He said, grabbing both girls by the hair and yanking back.

"Bwaah!" Gasped Kasumi. Her mouth dripping with slobber, "…Could you do that the whole time?" he tugged down her hood to get a firmer grip on her pixie-cut hair then shoved her back into his crotch "Ah-mmgph!"

"That's better." He replied, guiding her head up and down as he turned to Miranda, gazing at her body as she watched, and heard, Kasumi's slobbering blowjob. "Strip." He commanded, but it wasn't as harsh…

Slowly she stripped for him, the skintight suit peeling away. Exposing her big breasts, her smooth skin, her perfect form… Shepard, as always, eagerly watched Miranda's body, and Kasumi was made aware of just how much he appreciated it as his cock bulged and throbbed in her throat.

"MMMpgh!" Shepard's thick load burst directly into Kasumi's stomach as he held her down, gazing at Miranda as the perfect woman completely removed her clothes, standing naked on the bed as he rubbed her leg.

Shepard breathed heavily as he emptied his balls into Kasumi, "Keep sucking…" he ordered as her legs clenched and squirmed behind her, her hands blindingly clawing whatever she could as she got an eyeful of Shepard's crotch. "Hands and knees Miranda… face the door." He said plainly as she hesitated for a moment… then it was right back into routine… dropping to her knees, facing the door as she wagged her ass to Shepard.

Smack!

She flinched, shaking slightly as his hand cracked across her ass… she breathed heavily through her nose trying to hide the fact that she enjoyed that. Probably because she was used to it at this point… certainly not because she was screwing over the Illusive man as opposed to being screwed over.

"Bwaah!" Kasumi gasped as she was allowed to breath through her mouth, feeling his cock slap against her lips before being tossed beside Miranda. "God Shep…"

"Strip." He ordered before getting to his knees behind Miranda's big swaying ass, catching her hourglass hips in his hands and slamming his Kasumi lubricated cock balls deep in one thrusts.

"Aagh!" Miranda gasped as Shepard grasped at her hair and promptly reminded her body who she belonged too. "Aah! Ah! Ah!! AAAGH! SHIT!" she gasped, already climaxing. "Aahhh…" she fell forward but hissed as Shepard yanked her back up, leaning close to her ears as she shuddered around his cock.

"I don't fuck you for a few days and you get all excited…" he said anomalistically in her ear as she sneered.

"So SORRY Shepard…" she growled, "I'm such a BAD girl…" she snarled mockingly as his hand smacked her ass. "Ah!" she shuddered erotically.

"A Very bad girl." He whispered as her body CONTINUED to enjoy being Shepard's toy regardless of what she told herself. "You were missed." SMACK!

"Ah!" she gasped as he held her in place on his cock, smacking her ass as her tongue lolled and she orgasmed again.

"I missed this body… I missed feeling you around me…" his words were hypnotic and charismatic. She was dazed and a little drunk on pleasure to deny him.

"Ahh! Haa! Ah!" she gasped, shaking as her mouth hung open gasping in pleasure as he began thrusting rapidly into her tightening body until she dropped. "UUgh!" he climbed up over her and promptly piledrove her into his bed as she screamed orgasmically.

Callously and relentlessly, he railed into her body, grabbing her head, pinning her to the mattress, then pushing deep as he promptly deposited a load into her. "NNgh… mmmn…" Shepard sighed, shaking slightly. "…I missed this hole…" he replied before slowly pulling his cock from her quivering body. "…It really is the perfect body…"

Kasumi, naked, watched in awe as Shepard extracted a thoroughly lubricated cock from Miranda's pussy, it got a bit of air, but was slowly guided towards Miranda's ass and wasted no time stretching it out. "Aagh-aah! Aaafuck!" she clenched her teeth as her world and her body was rocked by Shepard railing into her ass. "Always! My! Ass!!" she snarled as Shepard grabbed her hair, "Aaaagh!"

Her ass was shaped to Shepard's cock for a long time now. She felt no pain, only pleasure. Her eyes rolled up into her hair as she feebly clawed the sheets of the mattress, Shepard railing relentlessly into her ass. Her bubbly cheeks jiggling and wobbly as his hips smacked hard against her, pumping and churning into her body as she clenched up and orgasmed

"Aagh! Aahgh!! FUCK!!"

Shepard buried his cock into Miranda's hole and leaned down. "I think you like my cock in your ass almost as much as I do."

"Fuck. Off. Shepard…" she gasped, her body trembling.

"Say it." he said softly as she cringed.

"N-no…"

"Say it." he repeated, massaging the back of her scalp with his hand.

"Nnngh…" Miranda could only tremble in pleasure.

"Say you like my cock up your ass…"

"NNGh!" she quivered as her body, well trained regardless of her mind, positively reacted to his treatment. Shaking in fury and anticipation… "NNgh! I love you cock in my TIGHT FUCKING ASS-AAGH!!"

Shepard finished her off, yanking her upright and railing wildly into her ass as her body dropped back onto his bucking hips. Her eyes wide, tongue lolling, arms flopping uselessly at her sides as several strands of her hair were yanked from their roots. "Haaaa-aaggh!!" her breasts bounced and jiggled as she went limp and simply orgasmed until her brain shut her twitching body down. Shepard rode her like a stallion and inseminated her ass like one, shooting thick warm seed up her ass as she 'butt chugged' it greedily.

He fondly and firmly groped her bubbly ass cheek with his other hand before smacking it hard and dropping a catatonic and thoroughly satisfied Miranda… she flopped onto the bed, then slid off until her face was on the floor, her legs twitching behind her as her holes oozed cum.

"…Fuck Shepard…" Kasumi trembled, "…It's weird getting a close-up view of that…" she stared at the well-used Miranda as she didn't notice getting his customary 'round two' glass of water. "If that's you being nice I'd hate to see how you are mean-AGH!" Shepard yanked her upright by the hair, clinging to her face.

"Look at the thief I caught…" he declared simply as she stared into his commanding, dominant eyes.

"…Oh fuck me…" she mumbled dejectedly as she succumbed to her fate.

He grabbed her chin firmly, "Open."

"Ahh!"

"PITOO!" he spat into her mouth as she swallowed his spit.

"Ahh…" she repeated, opening her mouth again.

"Good girl. Eat."

"Wha-mmgh!?" Shepard SLAMMED Kasumi's face into Miranda's ass. Luckily there was plenty of butt cushion to support her sudden intrusion as Miranda's whimpered, but moaned pleasantly as Kasumi's tongue found her oozy cum filled ass.

"Eat that ass out…" he said, holding her firmly in place as she desperately obeyed before sliding behind her, grabbing her leg with his other hand and lifting her up, spreading her legs wide as his throbbing cock pulsed towards her dripping slit.

"MNGh?! MMMNGH!!" Shepard buried his meat into Kasumi as she was manhandled in the air like a sex doll. But an expensive adjustable one as she continued to rim, lick, and scrape out Miranda's ass of Shepard's cum as she moaned into it.

"Bad whores eat out the good ones…" Shepard declared, thrusting his hips as he let Kasumi's foot hook on his powerful shoulder. "And Right now Miranda is a good one…" Miranda's toes curled as she moaned onto the floor, climaxing on Kasumi's tongue in her ass as Kasumi herself squealed in pleasure with Shepard's constant thrusting. Finally… deciding that Miranda had enough anal orgasm for her return session pulled Kasumi from her quivering asshole.

"Aagh!" Kasumi gasped, before squealing in nonsense Japanese as Shepard grabbed her hips, and used her as a cum rag. Her legs flopped to the floor as she was manhandled back and forth on his cock, smacking loudly back against his thrusts as her head flopped limply all over the place. "Aagh! Ah-aha-a fuck-oh god oh god oh fucking GOD!" this was in Japanese. "Fuck Fuck! STOP! I'm GOING TO CUM! I'M CUMMING! FUCK!! FUCK!!! NO MORE NO MORE!!"

It was a good thing she was on the pill now because Shepard would have DEFINITELY had little Japanese Shepards with that one. He slammed so deep and so hard into her body she was flung onto the bed across Miranda's legs. Shepard on top of her and furiously thrusting like a mad man, his cum spraying into her like a broken fire hydrant. Kasumi shivered helplessly as her arms and legs squirmed slowly on the bed.

Shepard sighed, eventually, he slowly shifted with his arms wrapped around an exhausted Kasumi. "Only one?" he whispered in her ear as she whimpered.

"God Shepard you spent all last night with me!" she whined as he carried her, still inside her, to the shower.

"I'm injured and you think you can only get away with just one?" he replied as he promptly slammed her against the inside shower, trapping her with his cock and body before he turned the water on. "Also… did you hear that I'm being recorded?"

"…Nngh…" she moaned.

"Means we're kinda making a porno…"

"Oh god, fuck me…" she moaned, half-literal, half exasperated. "Aah! Ahg fuck! Shepard!" she was rode up and down that showerwall like she was specifically designed to be there. Goto brand Shower Pussy: One Easy Installation. "Ahah! AH! Ahh!! SHIT!" she leaked into the shower, as she climaxed, shaking as she tried to push back on Shepard's powerful body but that only made it worse…

Or better, depending on how you like your orgasms.

"Haaa-aagh!! MMGh!" he covered her mouth, and slid his hand down her front furiously fucking and finger her. She danced against the wall as she was forced to climax again and again… well 'forced' is relative, but she had a LOT of climaxes and Shepard just kept fucking, plowing… sometimes she wondered if even his Climaxes obeyed his every command, it seemed like it sometimes…

Finally, after what felt like her 20th​ mindblowing orgasm… he slammed deep into her, sliding her up the wall on her tiptoes as she screamed into his hand… then he was out of her and she slid down the wall, her head was jerked back as she blearily gazed around in the recycling water before she suddenly felt thick ropes of cum rake across her face until it was a nice even glaze…

Shepard admired his artwork… worthy of Kasumi Goto herself stealing it in his opinion. He left her as still as a statue. In the shower after smacking her dazed face with his meat in goodbye. He shut the door behind him. "Edi if Kasumi isn't conscious in ten minutes turn off the water."

"Certainly Shepard." Edi replied as Shepard returned to Miranda, grabbing her by the hair.

"Aargh! Aah! SHEPARD!" she cringed as he suddenly tossed her onto the bed. "FUCK YOU!" she snapped before he crawled after her, spreading her legs as he promptly returned to her insides. "FU-FUCK!" she shuddered, feebly slapping his arms as he rested his head next to hers. And lied still. "Damn you…" she cringed.

"Tell me something about the illusive Man." Shepard whispered without moving his lips much. "You said they're still watching right?" she nodded subtly, "Well I need a good sleep and you make for an EXCELLENT pillow…" he declared, "Now shut the fuck up." He added, before whispering. "Don't really…" he noted as Miranda closed her eyes and turned her head, before opening her mouth… and starting.

"…He has this theory… about a 'collector base'…"

...…

Kasumi woke up about ten minutes later in the shower… and her eyes sealed shut. "Damn it Shep…" she began to 'de-crust' herself fondling for the water only for it to hiss on and spray her face. "Practically a bukkake…" she mumbled as she washed her face. "Ugh…" she walked out of the room, finding an apparently dozing Shepard balls deep in Miranda as she tip toe-ed skillfully towards her close in an attempt to escape…

"And where do you think you're going?" Shepard declared Kasumi froze.

"…You… seem distracted Shep so I'm just going to-whoa!" she started floating in the air, the biotic field making her drift like zero-G over the bed.

"If I am going to be Shepard's sleep aid, so are you…" Miranda declared irately as Shepard wiggled, "Damn it Shepard." She hissed, her legs rubbing against his as his balls clenched and quivered, apparently pumping her with another load of cum… he must have done it a couple of times by now as she was giving him details of the Illusive Man.

Kasumi dropped onto the bed as she blinked at them, "And just what am I suppose to do?"

Shepard began to slowly pull out, then thrust back into Miranda as she whimpered and cried out in pleasure, her insides oozing his loads as his balls smacked against her with each deep penetrating thrust. "…They're not going to lick themselves…"

"Ugh…" she grumbled, watching his heavy sack swat against Miranda encouragingly, "…You know I could just turn invisible and run for it…"

"Then you would be a bad girl…" Shepard declared ominously, "A Cerberus whore… and we both know what I do to Cerberus whores… don't we Miranda?"

"…Yes Shepaaaard!" she shuddered, shaking in climax. As Kasumi fidgeted… then leaned forward, opening her mouth wide to wrap her lips around Shepard's balls before he pumped Miranda full of cum…

She knew it was a good idea to convince Miranda to cum back… but maybe next time she won't stay for the make-up sex…

…Who was she kidding?… there was no escaping Shepard when he wanted to fuck a WHORE or a SLUT... and he kept both in close proximity.

"MMGph!" Shepard pushed her firmly into his taint as her brain was overwhelmed with his musk. Drifting off into happy land to the sounds of Miranda's mindblowing orgasms... her pussy drooling in anticipation for her turn...

End