She blinked and moved to sit again. She heard another noise, the whirring sound of another motor, echoing from around the corridor. Frowning, moving c...refully but at a brisk pace, Brynn defiantly made her way down the hall towards the strange clanking noise. The door Idris had been glued to was now open. It open into a cargo hold’s antechamber. The door to the cargo hold itself had broken loose. Blue, red, and yellow hues were reflecting on the bulkhead floor from it onto the corridor. "You got a condom, sweetie?" I asked.He shook his head. So, I was gonna take him bareback. I bent and applied a generous coat of grease to his cock and stuffed a healthy gob of it up into my rectum. Then I stood and faced the wall. I felt the heat of his body as he mounted me from behind, like a stallion mounts his mare, his cock poking and probing for the sex hole. I reached behind and put the head of his cock up against the starving mouth of my bare rectum and waited for his push. It came and. I close the door and walk away. I had to think. If I burst in that room, I would have knocked that little skinny fucker out and that would have led to more problems. I was so angry and upset. I had to hide my emotions as I storm pass other students. I sit myself on a picnic table out near the car park, my head in my hands. “Fuccckkk” I scream into my hands. “That fucking whore!!”All became clear. Over the last few months we were talking less and less. When we did it seemed forced. She was. Still, the thought of a man ejaculating in her mouth seemed yucky. But her friends talked about it, and she rationalized that if it’s that important I can acquire the taste the same way I learned to like beer. I’ll just drive him crazy, let him cum in my mouth and he’ll fuck my brains out. But I need to learn.She also realized that in practicing sucking cock she would not want to miss having sex with any of these men. Even though she had an idea she wasn’t fertile when Greg Sandler had fucked.