.. you messy bitch!" she crowed at me. "Your disgusting." She pulled my head up by the hair just before you left. "Remember me, girlie. Don't ever fuc...in try to steal my man again." With that, she shoved my head down against the porcelain, almost splitting my lip.She slammed the stall door as she exited, leaving me a beaten, trembling, dripping mess.After a minute or so, another girl came in and heard me crying. She helped me up, and helped me clean myself up. I was so humiliated I could barely. After a quick shower I'd caught Mr Randles naked as I'd passed his bedroom, when he called me in. Ten minutes later his magnificent cock was balls deep into my mouth, stretching it and making me gag. I'd tasted cock for the first time and loved it. It hadn't taken long for him to release a stream of warm cum into my mouth which I attempted to swallow, most of which trickled down my chin and onto my chest before Mr Randles rubbed it into my body. This time he was going to fulfil me in a. ”“I serve a similar function to your winged Drones. My job is to locate the enemy and report on their positions and numbers, collect intelligence. Sometimes my job involves fighting too.”Male? She must mean the winged Drones. Males seemed exceedingly rare in the hive, he had not encountered any thus far, only those that had been sent out into the field where they were similarly scarce in comparison to the larger numbers of females.“Why does that surprise you?”“My species reproduces quite. I had butterflies in my stomach because I was going to become that guy who nailed Becky Waters, the most popular girl in school. I stood outside the door waiting for her in my dad’s suit. I know what you’re thinking, a suit for the cinema is a bit over the top but I really wanted this night to work for me. I wanted to look as sophisticated as I possibly could be and impress my lady. I stood around for a good twenty minutes until I saw her wading across the parking lot to me. She was gorgeous..