Sector 31 was a graveyard of ancient dreadnoughts and forgotten tech, a place where most sensors went blind. But Victoria didn’t fly by radar; she flew by instinct.
screamed as it threaded the needle through a collapsing docking bay. Debris scraped against the hull like fingernails on a chalkboard. Victoria’s hands were a blur on the controls, her eyes wide with the adrenaline-fueled joy she only felt when the odds were stacked against her. GotMylf - Victoria June Fun With Her Inside 31....
Deep within the heart of the nebula, she spotted it: a glint of pure, unrefined iridium tucked inside the ribcage of a derelict star-cruiser. To anyone else, it was a death trap. To Victoria, it was a playground. She dove. The Inside Track Sector 31 was a graveyard of ancient dreadnoughts
"Alright, old girl," she whispered, patting the rattling dashboard as the ship crested a massive wave of neon-purple ionic gas. "Let’s see what kind of fun we can find today." Debris scraped against the hull like fingernails on