Also official was my new job. I was Pilot aboard the Lightning Bolt, a private Class 400 star ship rigged out for system surveys. The ship had a seven...light-year jump drive and was nimble for a freighter. The ordinary freighter was designed for economy and had half the performance but twice the cargo capacity. There were smaller cargo and passenger ships. My quip that we'd need a bigger star ship demonstrated an obvious truth: Lightning Bolt was a workable compromise between too big and too. All erect. All married ;-) The 4 men that had already came did not leave, however. They wanted to see what everyone else wanted to see: me, devouring a glass full of cum!As I pleasured the 4 new men and the 4 men that remained from the previous group, a couple of the guys that had already blown their loads started getting frisky again. Before I knew it, I was having sex with 10 men! I didn't know who was in my mouth. I didn't know who was in my ass. I didn't know who was sucking my. Neither of us had found anything even worth discussing, when an offer caught my eye. It was for a penthouse on the outskirts of the city. The location seemed right, so we decided to pay a visit. With our luck, I mused, the sale would have been made already."Welcome, Sir, you must be Mr.Dorba. How do you do?" greeted the old man warmly. "And this must be the lovely Mrs.Dorba." Ah, the common mistake. We were used to it, though, for in the past two days, over two dozen people had made that. " No, I like it. Feels so soft," Josh said, smiling at me like he meant it so I let my hair fly as he pedaled exhilarating fast.We finally reached his nice splitlevel house and he took me down his finished basement where there was a humogenous slot car set."Wow!!"Josh grinned. "You like it?" It's awesome!" I exclaimed and he handed me a throttle and we raced, yelling and squealing our little cars on around the electric course. I won three races then we took a break for our cars to cool off for.