Jason and I engaged in sexual activity in the company's storage area during Uga's absence.

Jason and I, two mechanics, indulged in a steamy encounter amidst airplane parts. His alien-themed box amplified our lust, leading to a wild romp in various positions, culminating in a satisfying release.

Jason and I were working late in the company's storage area when our boss, Ugas, suddenly disappeared. Seizing the opportunity, we indulged in our sexual desires. As a big fan of science fiction, Jason had a collection of alien costumes, one of which he donned to spice up our encounter. I eagerly embraced his alien form, feeling a thrill at the sight of his phallic antennae. Jason, the alien, took control, guiding me through various positions, exploring my body with his hands and tongue. I eagerly reciprocated, taking him deep into my mouth, savoring his taste.The storage room became our playground as we engaged in passionate lovemaking. Jason's alien cock filled me completely, hitting all the right spots. Our bodies intertwined in a symphony of pleasure, our moans echoing in the empty space. The airplane position allowed us to maintain our arousal, our bodies glowing under the dim light. As we exhausted ourselves, we promised to keep our secret safe, our memories filled with the thrill of our alien encounter.