Scott Ryder knocked on Cora's modular house. It's a little more of an advanced andromeda initiative module house. Ryder notices that she has laid out a nice grassy yard by the water.
He waited for a while, but noticed that he parked the nomad in an embarrassing manner. "Upside down, fuck too."
When he turned his head towards the door, it was open with a beautiful cora dressed in the Andromeda initiative's strandard uniform.
A little, the outline around the waist with a pair of seams worn. He found himself staring so he glanced up at Cora's smiling face. He observed that she had one hand on her hip which was a generous piece of beloved handle and one hand stretched above the head at the door frame. That gesture had caused her shirt to crack at the armpit. She didn't seem to care about her, well grown up clothes.
Scott realized he had to say something:
"Hello cora, nice to be seen again". Said scott.
"Thank you, scott," Said Cora.
"I see that time has treated you well." Said Scott, or pointed out. But not in a negative way.
"ha ha ha, of course. Must say that the food replicators are necessary for the local food here at Eos to be just as tasteless and nutrient poor." Said cora with her hand patting on her stomach.
Scott noted it, He doesn't mind Cora's new look but can be a problem for what he was going to ask her about. He had a thought that she had put on her before coming to meet her personally, to assess the situation ...
He went on and asked:
"I came to ask you if you wanted to join a mission. I need a reliable biotic for this." Said Scott.
"I am honored to be included, as good old times". Said Cora.
"Old Good Times? It has only been a year since the Kett stack from the helius cluster, speaking of it is exactly what the mission is about." Said Scott.
"So we take the tempest out to a new place? Asked Cora."
We carry out a briefing on the mission on the ship, all I want to know if you want to be with me and shoot evil aliens, bad guys you know. "Scott said,
" oh I hang on. "Cora replied.
In that moment, her belt burst, her pale belly shot out a bit below the shirt. Her pants bursted behind her, her buttocks flew out through the hole of her small frame. She has only put on 15 KG in one year so it is still a manageable weight to exchange fire against non-friendly minded enemies. Her pale breast was a little less shaped but was nice anyway. They shot forward and down because of the shock wave of the belt that cracked.
"Dress Problems?" Asked Scott.
"No danger, I have bigger clothes in the dressing room. Give me 3 hours, then I come over to the ship." Said Cora.
"Of course, take the time you need," said Scott.
Before turning to the heels he leaned toward Cora and kissed her on her lips. She kissed back with 10 times harder strength against his lips, with her tongue. Her hands were looking behind Ryders behind And Scott's handes searched for her generous broad hips and ass and squeezed it.
Cora laughed. :)
"Pathfinder not here ha, ha". Said Cora.
The ship in 3 hours then, see you there! Scott said waving on the way down to the stairs that led to the upside-down All-terrain vehicle, the Nomad.
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