Commander Jane Shepard really was a wanton slut and that’s exactly how she’d live her life going forward. As for Shepard, she fucked anything. Hell, I reckon even a hanar would love to shove tentacles into her pussy and arse.”
“Reckon they’d choke me at the same time?” Shepard wondered. Now I am curious. She walked around to gain her bearings, noticing numerous batarians and krogan, a few turians and humans. They found humans had managed to survive, some of them not doing themselves any favours by looting the dead. She smiled as the consensus was to leave their cum on her face. They approached a nightclub called Afterlife and they were allowed in without any real questions. “Commander, we’re approaching Omega,” EDI told her, the blue orb appearing nearby.
