Another morning, David extricated himself from the tangled sheets and Jenkins" smooth back. He habitually swatted her bare buttock, the slap crisp in the small room. "Rise and shine, Jenkins. Another beautiful day on this frozen rock." Jenkins just mumbled, burying her face deeper into the pillow. They"d gone a bit wild last night. David had ended up sprawled on the damp mattress, gasping for air, his c**k burning raw. Jenkins was splayed out beside him, her blonde hair stuck to her forehead with sweat, her heavy breasts rising and falling with each breath, the n*****s still bearing faint red marks from his teeth. But this was likely the last time for a while. The new Australian mech pilots were nearly done with their basic training and were set to be integrated into their own established
