Hot chick in uniform can't control herself and fucks with her colligues

Morning, Control.

Looking better, sir.

Thank you very much.

Now,

all is going as planned.

Everything's fine.

Good.

Everything's in order.

Good.

So.

Good.

I think perhaps

we can take a little time

for some diversion

while Gold Wing takes

Department S on their diversion, yeah?

It was a pleasure.

I think it should really be the other way around.

It was a pleasure, you.

Well, the tracking is on automatic.

I think we can

afford a few minutes.

Just get you out of these clothes.

Yeah, sometimes it is good to get out of it.

Yes.

Maybe.

It looks like something's getting ready to go.

Should we take it off?

I think so.

Mm.

Wow.

Mm.

Oh, that is good.

The nose left in the headpiece is not distracted

or coordination, I see.

Now, why don't you climb up on here

so you can keep a view of the screen

and continue the diversion?

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm gonna go get the desk.

You got it, you got it.

So, I think, of course, we can take care of ourselves.

We can put the system on automatic.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Oh yeah.

Fucking son of a fucking bitch.

Oh, fuck!

Oh yeah, that feels good.

I hear you.

Hello, Garvin.

Give her continuation signal three.

Continuation signal three.

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