Fiery-haired Temptress Indulging In A Sultry Solo Session

She had a mostly clear signal to the ship. She set to any previously scanned unknown species. Eporner It squirmed around the tight little hole for a minute before pressing firmly on the hole. “Russ, Dillion, anyone?” a voice came over her wrist comm. She looked to the, at least, four dozen eggs. Her hand quickly reached back and grabbed her rifle. Her hand immediately pressed the button answering it. With pale purple hair that seemed to spike downwards when her helmet was off she had fairly short and light hair. NAT WEAPS, NAT ARM, WYS OF SGHT, MDES OF TRANS, RPRDCTON. She tried to gasp again but her mouth was as stretched as they could possibly be, as were her legs. Long bangs in the front that went past her chin, then got progressively shorter as it went back.