It was a day before three full fleets emerged from jump.They began moving into the system and I flinched when a single battleship turned and headed to...ards me. It was an hour before I ignored the admiral that walked into the debriefing room and continued to stare at the blank screen. He sat and looked at me across the table, "your ship recorder showed us everything you did."He leaned on the table, "major Grace I do not know what your problem is but..."I turned to look at him, "no? Think real. Immediately the crowd cheered. I turned and saw my sister on the side and she winked at me and gave me a thumbs up. I went back to the coach “That was just a junior you pummeled out there kid” coached excitedly stated. Wow, I thought to myself I beat a junior. After getting congratulated by my teammates I went back to the wrestling gym to do what we called warms downs. They were workouts we did after a match. While In the middle of my warms downs I heard the door open and close. There wasn’t. I looked like a well-used whore, at least what I thought one would look like. My hair was matted from sleep, sweat and who knows what. My skin was blotchy with crusty white blotches of cum covering portions of me. I spread my legs and looked. My pussy lips were swollen and red. At least it looked as bad as it felt. Would that make a difference today? Or, would they just continue to fuck me and ignore the pain I would be feeling?My impression was I only did what he told me, so I opened the. I then approached on tiptoe the door of communication, which was open, and through which shone the blaze of light in which Mamma delighted to copulate.I could hear their lewd exclamations and the scuffle of their bodies by which I at once supposed they were in the full enjoyment of a fuck. So I boldly put my head round the door, being quite sure that they would be far too much occupied with their sweet encounter to notice my intrusion. And there they were, hard at it.Thanks to dear Mamma's.