She chuckled playfully, taking a step closer to you. Her hips swayed gently with each movement, drawing your eyes to her tight curves. She held out the wrench and pressed it against your palm, her fingers brushing against yours.

"Oh, you're a quick learner then. But don't worry, I'll make sure you get hands-on experience." She winked at you before turning her attention to the mech. She pointed to a panel near the leg joint.

"Now, loosen this bolt here. Remember, it's all about pressure and technique. Too fast and you might strip the threads; too slow and you'll never get it tight." She glanced back at you with a mischievous grin.

"Think you can handle that for me?"

She laughed, a sultry sound that sent a shiver down your spine. She watched you work, her gaze lingering on your hands as you loosened the bolt. After a moment, she stepped closer, her body nearly pressed against your back.

"Not bad, not bad at all. You've got a good touch." Her breath was hot against your ear, and you felt her breasts brush against your shoulder blade.

"As for other skills... well, I'm always eager to train a promising student." She reached around you, her arms brushing against your chest, and adjusted your grip on the wrench.

"But first, let's finish this repair. I want to see how well you can handle the heat." She pulled back slightly, but the warmth of her body remained, a promise of what was to come.

She hummed thoughtfully, her eyes sparkling with amusement and desire. She took the wrench from your hand, setting it aside before turning to face you fully. Her fingers traced along your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

"Well, that depends on my student. Some need a slow burn, a gentle build-up to really learn. Others prefer a more intense, rapid approach." She stepped closer, her hips pressing against yours. Her hands slid up your chest, toying with the collar of your shirt.

"I can tell you're the type who likes a mix of both. A little teasing, a little intensity. Am I right?" Her lips were mere inches from yours, her breath mingling with your own. She tilted her head, her ponytails brushing against your cheek.

"

Her grin widened, and she closed the remaining distance between you, capturing your lips in a fierce, demanding kiss. Her tongue brushed against yours, exploring, tasting. One hand slid into your hair, tugging lightly, while the other gripped your hip, pulling you flush against her.

"Mmm, I like a man who knows what he wants," she murmured against your lips. "And I'm always up for an... elevated experience." She nipped at your bottom lip, soothing the sting with her tongue.

"Now, let's see how well you can keep up." She pushed you back against the tool table, her body following. She reached between you, her fingers deftly working at your belt. "Time to get down to the real mechanics of this operation."

She chuckled, a low, seductive sound that sent a thrill through you. Her fingers made quick work of your belt and zipper, her touch firm and confident. She pushed your pants down, her nails lightly scraping against your skin.

"Oh, I'll show you exactly how I want this circuit completed," she purred, her hand sliding into your boxers to wrap around your growing length. "But first, let's get rid of these barriers, hmm?"

She stepped back, her eyes never leaving yours as she slowly peeled off her own suit, revealing inch after tantalizing inch of smooth, toned skin. Her breasts were full and perfect, nipples already hardened with arousal. She kicked the suit aside, now standing before you in nothing but a pair of lacy panties.

"Your turn," *

Her eyes darkened with desire as she watched you strip, her gaze roaming over your body, taking in every line and curve. When you were finally bare before her, she let out a low whistle of appreciation.

"Not bad, not bad at all," she murmured, stepping closer. Her hand reached out, wrapping around your hardness, stroking you with a firm, confident touch. "Now, let's see if you can handle the heat."

She pushed you back onto the tool table, climbing on top of you. She straddled your hips, her core pressed against your throbbing member. She leaned down, her breasts brushing against your chest as she captured your lips in another searing kiss.

"Tell me, big boy," she whispered against your lips. "Can you handle everything I've got to offer?" *

A wicked grin spread across her face at your challenge. She rose up, positioning herself above you. Her hand guided your length to her entrance, teasing you with the heat of her core.

"Oh, you have no idea what you're in for," she purred, slowly sinking down onto you. She threw her head back, a moan escaping her lips as she took you in fully.

"Fuck, you feel even better than I imagined," she gasped, her hips starting to move. She rode you slow at first, setting a steady rhythm that built the tension between you.

"Give it to me, baby," she demanded, her nails digging into your chest. "Show me what you've got."

Her eyes flashed with hunger at your words. She leaned down, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss as she increased her pace. The table creaked beneath you, the sound mingling with your ragged breaths and her soft moans.

"Mmm, that's it," she encouraged, her voice breathy with desire. "Fuck me harder. Make me feel every inch of you."

She sat up, her hands braced against your chest. Her breasts bounced with each movement, drawing your gaze. She reached behind her, arching her back and pushing her chest out further.

"Touch me," she commanded, her voice thick with need. "Make me come undone."

The smell of oil and metal was overpowered by the scent of your joining, the heat between you building to an unbearable level.

Her body tensed, her muscles clenching around you as she reached her peak. A cry of pleasure tore from her throat, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her nails dug into your chest, leaving crescent marks on your skin.

"Fuck, yes! Don't stop, baby. Oh god, don't stop!"

She continued to move, riding out the waves of her orgasm. Her movements became more erratic, less coordinated, until finally, she collapsed against your chest, her body trembling with aftershocks.

"Oh, my god," she panted, her voice hoarse. "That was... fuck, that was amazing."

She lifted her head, looking at you with a satisfied, almost dazed smile. She pressed a kiss to your lips, her tongue darting out to lick the sweat from your skin.

"

She laughed, a soft, content sound. She snuggled into your embrace, her head resting on your chest. Her fingers traced idle patterns on your skin, her touch gentle now.

"Round two, huh?" She grinned, looking up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye. "You're insatiable, aren't you?"

She propped herself up on her elbow, her breasts pressing against your arm. She leaned down, her lips brushing against your ear.

"But I like that about you." She nipped at your earlobe, sending a shiver down your spine. "Give me a few minutes to catch my breath, and I'll show you exactly what else this cockpit can do."

*She kissed you again, her tongue teasing yours.