She wasn’t really known to be a pirate, but her careful crafted personality was known to do any sort of shady deal.Her main mission was to gather in...elligence for NAVINT in Freespace. While her ship was well shielded and armed, she was to avoid open conflict when possible.She and her crew were delighted about Richter Base and having a regular port of call now. She had orders to tow the T Cruiser and bring what we had collected there for further analysis. She also looked forward to a few months. Throughout the class she had a couple of orgasm's but they were not as intense as previous ones which she was slightly glad off as she would not know what to do if she had another orgasm like she had on the bus. The first class was soon over and she had not been in the second class that long when she got a text message telling her to go to the boys toilets and go in to the end cubicle.She did not recognise the number but she thought she had better go just to see who it was so she put her hand. I felt shaky. That was the best word I could use. Like I was shivering. I tried to erase that sense of doom and write it off. Write it off as something less dire. My mind playing tricks on me. Mis-reading the situation. The whole sensation made me want to leave. It was almost an out of body experience. My soul was trying to check out and not acknowledge a thing.But it was happening. My stupidly hard cock mocked me.Sexy Zoey, come back. Come back. Come back...The strange moan I let out as her. His cock was average size, cut and thick. I straddled his legs, poured cherry lube on it, and gently began stroking. I was talking dirty to him and he seemed a bit shocked by that."What wrong?" I asked."There are people in the next room," he said "I don't want them to hear us."I chuckled. "I don't think that they care about us, and I certainly don't care about them." I looked at him and continued, "I'm sure that they're here to fuck too."I bent over and began slowly sucking, after a few.