"Aaeeee!"

Avrora yelped as she was shoved into the table, ending up bent over it with her chest pressed against the wooden surface and ass up in the air. Her small white hat fell, along with an empty vodka bottle on the table that immediately shattered on the ground. "Ahh… Kommandir…"

She could still feel his presence behind her, especially when the metal clicks of a belt being unbuckled reached her ears. It was followed by the ruffling of clothing, a pair of trousers slinking down to the ground.

"You said I could do anything to you…" He said firmy, a hand hiking up her skirts before laying a itself on the side of her clothed waist sending a shiver up her spine. The other poised under her short dress, near her thin tights. "Well I'm taking exactly what I want…"

The northern woman felt her cheeks heat up at this word, the fire erupting from her core painting them a shade of red. "Ahh... Kommandir-Eeeeepppp!"

*Rriiiippppp*

Her sensual moan was cut off when he abruptly grabbed her loins, fingers pulling at her pantalones. The damp fabric gave away to a large tear that exposed her nether lips which were now drooling in anticipation.

He smiled at the sight.

"Well Well, looks like someone had a bit too much to drink too..." Her Commander went on, bringing his erection towards her swollen, slick snatch. Causing the cruiser to shudder when he rubbed it's tip against the wetted orifice.

"Let's cool down together, shall we?"

"Ye-Ahgghhh!" He didn't wait for an answer, instead pushing the head of his manhood into her vaginal entrance, followed by thick inches of his shaft slowly outstretching her pussy walls. Avrora dug her fingers into the edges of the table, a low mewl reverberating out of her mouth as she was penetrated. It went on until he was completely sheathed inside her and she vaguely felt the phallic organ barely grazing the fleshy doors to her womb.

Then he pulled back, half of his sliding out of the Northern woman, only to slam back into her a split second later. The abrupt action caused the table to shake violently and wrenching a throaty cry from her sweet lips. More and more escaped Avrora when he continued his hard thrusts, her cries of pleasure accompanied by the creaking of the table.

All the while her body jerked back and forth against it, the motion caused her hard nipples to rub against the wooden surface through her dress, providing further stimulation. His hands held onto her shapely hips, keeping her in place while he kept on pumping his cock into her with increasing vigor. His grip firm even when it slipped down to squeeze her thinly clad buttocks.

"Ahhh! Ko-konmmandir…" She gasped out at the sensation, trying in vain to push against him. "Ple-please go faster…"

He obliged gleefully, still continuing to fondle her fine ass as his pace grew faster and harder. Pounding his erection in and out of her dripping slit, his pelvis slapping against her rear and the resulting sound joining the cacophony of sexual noises. Most prominent being her moans and mewls echoing in the room.

Which only became louder as the seconds dragged on and eventually, her Commander could feel himself throbbing within her tight pussy, which in turn tightened around him more and more. Her vaginal walls tightly hugged his cock as it pumped itself into her slick folds in signal of her own impending orgasm. He only redoubled his efforts further until…

Spearing into the northern woman for the last time, the head of his quivering cock pressing against her cervix before painting it white. Drawing a prolonged sigh from Avrora whose orgasm was triggered mere moments later. Her insides clamping around him even more as if purposefully milking out more of his seed, until there were scarce drops left.

"Haaa… ahhh…" Avrora gasped out at the feeling of his seed dribbling out of her, even more so after he pulled out. Though a sizable amount of it was still spreading its warmth inside her. Leaving her heaving and breathing heavily on the table, soaking in the aftermath of their coupling.

However she was able to feel his hands squeezed her ass cheeks one more before sliding up her body. Gripping her full hips firmly, drawing another sigh from the light cruiser. It was also the only warning she received before being flipped over onto her front.

"Aghh!" Avrora gasped out as her back made contact with the wooden surface, her gaze traveling to her commander's towering over her. Still he smiled down at the northern woman, reaching down to grip her legs before lifting them up and placing each on both of his shoulders. Which had the intended result pressing his still hard cock against her vaginal entrance.

"Ko-konmmandir...Aghhhh!' Avrora threw her head back with a blissful cry, her body shuddering in delight as he sheathed himself back into her cum filled. Until he was balls deep inside the light cruiser again. "Ahhh... Ohhhh…"

Almost immediately he began to thrust into her with the same vigor as before, letting her moans and sighs of pleasure rigging out in the room once more. Her curvaceous figure jerked back and forth on the table, even when his hands shifted to her torso and pulled down the zipping of her dress. The straps sliding down her shoulder and the fabric loosened around her body, exposing her bosom.

Which he swiftly took into his hands, fondling and caressing her bouncing boobs, fingers rubbing her hard nipples. All the while the Commander kept up his quickening pace of plunging his erection in and out of her tight pussy. The table rumbling and creaking from his forceful movements, accompanying the slapping of skin against skin and the wet sounds of sex.

"Ughhh Ohhhhh…" Avrora all but whimpered out, her tongue rolling out of her parted mouth. She gaze dazedly at her Commander, the grin gracing her perfect features only widening. "Pl-please...Kommander... Mo-uhh… m-more…"

He smiles back at her, though he still kneaded her jiggling breasts and kept up his swift pace of ramming himself into her lower lips. Which drooled around his shaft, sexual juices dripping down their conjoined nethers as their coupling continued. Only getting faster and faster until he was pounding into the northern woman as fast and hard as he could

It was mere moments later when he could feel himself throbbing inside her, gritting his teeth with a strain hiss at how her insides wrapped around him. Giving her tits a particularly hard squeeze and wrenching a prolonged moan from the light cruiser. Almost using her boobs like handle bars to pull her limp form onto his cock, it's hard thrusts battering her repeatedly.

Only for Avrora to let out a whimpering cry, her cunt walls clenching around him while her body shuddered in orgasm beneath him. He groaned in response, his twitching member unable to resist the tightness of her warm folds. Soon enough unloading another batch of cum into her flooded womb…

"Ohhh… Koo…" Avrora sighed at the feeling of his essence rushing into her, her half lidded eyes staring up her Commander with a drowsy smile. "K-koommaan...dir I-Ahhh…"

Avrora was too overstimulated to speak, morso as thrusts continued albeit now slowed down from the sheer vice grip wrapped around his manhood, squeezing out the last of his seed. He still her listless form, her eyes fluttering shut and leaving the light cruiser passed out on the table. Topless with holes in her pantaloons which were partially soaked in a combination of sexual juices…

The Commander smirked proudly at her unconscious form even as slowly pulled himself out of her slick snatch. Letting a variable flood of their mixture of fluids dribble down, staining the worn wooden table.

Though the Commander didn't mind all that much, instead reached down to grab a hold of his pants before pulling them back up. Swiftly buckling his belt and ignoring the wet spot forming between his legs, where his limp was still coated in the evidence of their decadent deeds.

Though he almost immediately switches his attention back to his subordinate, wrapping his arms around her unconscious form and picking her up in a bridal carry. One hand stroked the top of her head as he turned around and began his slow march out of the immediate area. His heavy footballs echoing in the mostly empty room…

Until stopping abruptly when something glimmered in the corner of his eyes. The Commander looked down to see a broken fragment of the vodka bottle. The very one that lead to him fucking the shipgirl in his arms silly.

In particular it was the label of the bottle, though mostly still intact. To the point that he could still read the crude writing on it. Courtesy of a black marker and some… rather familiar handwriting

"Я люблю тебя" It said

"I love you"