As the Starfleet’s version of Archer, T’Pol and Trip traveled through the anomaly to the sexverse, their counterparts from the sexverse did the same into Starfleet’s universe. But unlike their counterparts, the three members of Sexfleet knew what had happened immediately, and were able to make up a suitable plan of action. They would act as if nothing wrong had happened; blending in with the crew and gathering intelligence for their eventual planned invasion of the universe they were now in.‘Let’s put our E.V. suits on… Just in case their uniforms are different then ours’ commanded Captain Archer, as they’re shuttle pod traveled towards the Enterprise. ‘We need to gather intelligence, so blend in and retrieve as much data as possible before we go back through the inter-dimensional rift’ commanded Archer, as he climbed into his E.V. suit.‘Captain Archer… Is everything alright? Our sensors picked up an energy surge’ Hoshi said through the shuttle pod’s comm system.‘Yes… Yes…. Dale looked back at me, “Truth or dare?” I smirked, “Dare.” Without hesitation Dale said, “Take off your vest.” At that I slowly pulled my vest over my head, my boobs bounced free of their constraint, my nipples so stiff they were almost aching. All Danny and Dale could do was drink another gulp of their beer. Next I looked to both Danny and Dale, “Enough avoiding, I dare you both to strip completely naked.” Danny was the first to eagerly drop his underwear, letting his fully erect seven inch cock bounce free of its constraint. Following that Dale dropped his shorts and then his underwear, exposing his erect thick six inch cock. I licked my lips. Dale then looked at me, “I dare you to touch both our cocks.” I laughed, “Nothing like cutting to the chase... okay.” I walked over to where they were standing (Danny to my right, Dale to my left) and, with my face inches away from both of them, I stroked my hand down their chests towards their groin; Dale had a little stubble on his.
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