GeishaKyd and Tru Kait Keep Space Sapphic While Romy Indy and Clea Gaultier Crave Cock

Lesbian Sex and a Savage Het Foursome Heat Up Outer Space.

In space, no one can hear you cum. But inside the spaceship? Oh, yeah, lots of cumming and lots of lovely sex sounds associated with it. In the second episode of “Space Junk,” we return to the exact time and place where we left off in the first episode of Digital Playground’s thoroughly engaging and well-produced outer space fuck fest. The second voyage is just as satisfying as the first and left me craving a third.

Danny D (Hudson) and Ella Hughes (Jaz) continue to fight over who gets a big gun and after quite the struggle, he grabs the weapon and handcuffs the comely thief to a beam above her head. While this is happening, Captain Xander Corvus (Dex) takes the opportunity to split in his ship, The Tank, in hopes of avoiding Krieger, a loan shark who has returned for his money. Naturally, the Captain does not have the money, so things get awkward and dangerous.

Aldridge, the computer, is confident that the captain can make an Overspace trip without any trouble. Alas for Aldridge and his ability to foretell the future, Krieger fires on the ship just as it heads into Overspace, which causes the computer to go down hard, and not in a fun way. It also temporarily knocks out Tru Kait (Kami), who hits on a brilliant idea once her captain helps her regain consciousness.

The computer may have gone tits up but that doesn’t mean that pleasure hologram GeishaKyd (Trix) is out of commission. Although created for sex, Trix can also be used as an override for the blown capacitor. Once materialized, the hologram is delighted with the sensations she experiences in her temporary body. She’s so delighted that she begins to dance. What she can’t do is tell them where in the universe they are. She can, however, hear a faint trading post signal.

While Trix homes in on the space signal, Kami bickers with Jaz about who stole a map of the universe’s shipping and receiving destinations. Once the map is in Kami’s hand, Trix is summoned, and the plot takes a break so we can enjoy some heavily shadowed but quality girl/girl sex. The ladies are physically quite different, with Trix being slim with small breasts while Kami has a deliciously fuller figure with plump, ripe breasts. They meld into one another wonderfully. And Trix soon proves that not only can she help her maker work through some confusing emotions, but she can lick pussy with the best of them.

It's surprising how much carnality two clever and flexible women can enjoy while sitting in what I assume is the captain’s chair. Once out of her pants, Kami takes a seat, spreads her legs, and becomes a buffet for her hologram creation to happily nosh on. Because sharing is caring, Trix eventually takes her turn with her legs in the air. The joy of cunnilingus is a marvel for the newly fleshed and reprogrammed manifestation of technology and desire. “This feeling is amazing,” she shouts. “Thank you for upgrading me!”

Not only does Trix like what she’s feeling, she likes it a lot. “This is so much better than with Dex,” she confesses. “I love my captain, sure, but I love my maker. This is incredible! Humans are so fascinating!” She’s pretty fascinating, herself since one of her upgrades is the “rapid tongue mode,” which seems to provide quite the space pussy pleasing sensation. When Kami cums while riding Trix’s face, the hologram grabs onto her maker’s butt cheeks and moves them in frenzied appreciation.

Meanwhile, on the planet’s surface, Hudson the cop and Captain Dex are in search of spare parts for The Tank. They don’t get far because gorgeous Romy Indy (Zuri) points a large gun menacingly at the two and demands that they disarm. Naturally, super macho Hudson isn’t going to let some cute chick in a gossamer cloak and hood boss him around. Dex, on the other hand, complies immediately. And so, they stand at an impasse until Clea Gaultier (Nyssa) approaches them and negotiates an exchange.

Apparently, subterranean living and specializing in the resale of spare parts do not draw a lot of handsome and excitingly new men to the ladies’ compound. They explain that they collect and record experiences. In other words, if the two studs will let them record a spontaneous foursome and sell it on the black market, they’ll be happy to send them back to their ship with spare parts. Seems a fair trade. Unless you’re Hudson, who thinks he’s too important for that kind of filth.

After some convincing from Dex and Nyssa exposing her abundant boobs, Hudson gives in, and they both get little EKG-type sticky pads affixed to their temples. Then the poor, helpless men have no choice but to have vigorous, athletic, and downright gymnastic sex with the two horny and aggressive beauties.

Again, in atmospheric lighting, we get the opportunity to witness awe-inspiring carnality, this time with risky positions on fence railing, kneeling to suck enormous space cock, passionate kissing, titty sucking, face fucking, ball licking, and plenty of cross-pollination. While the gents start off with one woman, each lady eventually savors the pleasures of each man.

Hudson’s cock is especially impressive. Long and ramrod straight, it’s no surprise that those who try to fit it in their mouth wind up sputtering and coughing. Likewise, when he first introduces it to the spare part dealers’ pussies, the reactions seem genuine. He’s a rough talker, which is reflected in his approach to fornication.

Dex’s dick gets noticed, too, but in a more “Oh! It’s so good,” kinda way. Reverse, cowgirl, standing doggy, and a wonderful burst of man cream on Zuri’s right cheek. The one without the tattoo. The smooth, brown cheek is a beautiful mess of Dex spunk and looks great while shaking.

Hudson cums as abruptly as he does everything else, grabbing Nyssa by the head and squirting what feels like an eternity of semen all over her face, along an eye, and pretty much everywhere else. It’s such a good facial that we get to see it a second time, in slow motion with a musical soundtrack. The woman is sexy as hell. Who knew that space could be so hot?

Now that the two men have both collected their needed “Space Junk,” as well as getting their own junk tended to, they can leave the planet and get The Tank up and running. Too bad the loan shark has jammed all the coms so there’s no way to contact the ship or for the ship to contact them. Oh, my. Whatever will happen next?

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