Samantha squealed as the Commander picked her up and threw her onto the remains of the once-pristine bed. Genuine, Earth-bred avian feathers flew up from the pile when she landed. Jane practically pounced on her gorgeous, British lover as the pair initiated hot, wet, Biotically-enhanced foreplay.
Alliance Specialist moaned in pleasure as Commander began to roughly massage her breasts through her uniform. "Aahn! Jane!" With great passion, Samantha layed back and pressed her respectable mounds into her lover's calloused hands. Shepard proceeded to affectionately nibble at Sammy's exposed neck, accompanied by a light purr, further attending to Traynor's erogenous zone. A few breif minutes later, both horny mistrisses were sitting up, vicously tearing apart each other's clothes, and, on the part of the Commander, this was literal.
"C'mon, Sammy!" she whispered huskily. "You can work a little faster than that, can't ya?"
Samantha replied with "Of course I could. It's just sexier this way!"
Following this brief exchange, Shepard plunged her fingers as deep as she could into her lover's puffy, wet cunt. Traynor gasped.
"That was fast! Looks like we finished foreplay!" Samantha grunted through Jane's powerful minstrations, amd in between her own molestation of the Commander's bountiful tits.
"Well, if I don't go fast hard, it'll take you hors to cum!" she replied.
By this point, Samantha could no longer answer, due to the almost full fist being shoved in and out of her pussy. She orgasmed powerfully over Jane's arm, screaming for close to a full minute as she did so.
As she recovered, she looked lustily into her lover's eyes and finally spoke. "Your turn!"