I was happily watching you bleed out when the First decided to save your sorry ass. I can not imagine why.“Reality had finally set in for the Captai..., and consequently, he turned an interesting shade of green. “If you throw up, you will clean it up,” the Steward said with newfound courage.“I did not give you leave to speak,” the Captain snarled out a moment before the barrel of the First Officer’s weapon viciously split the Captain’s scalp open and put him back out.As the Captain slumped back. He had also recruited a few more guys from his group of friends, including his roommate Trey, whom had recently changed his thinking about fucking me again. A few other frat members from two other houses joined the group, as I was to fuck nearly 40 guys today, depending on who showed up. The cameras and everyone was ready when I walked into the room. My pussy was already moist and as 8 of the guys moved forward to surround me and begin removing my dress, my vagina nearly burst a leak as my cunt. “110!” He exclaimed. “That can’t be right! The Pros don’t even shoot that hard!” Carl gunned Dan’s next shot.“108!” He told him.“And look, every shot is off the post and in the net.”“Holy fuck!” Frank exclaimed, tipping his ball cap back off his forehead.Now it was Brad’s turn. Dan fed him several passes, and the first one hit the left side of the mesh. The next one was off the right post and in.“Good shot Brad,” Dan complimented.“Wow, ninety-eight!” Carl said, showing Frank the gun. On the other hand, I learned how to do dance and I avoided doing it with him. Furthermore, I preferred dancing with a taller man. I was fortunate to get these opportunities whenever they'd ask, but I didn't want to lead them on, nor would I want a bad reputation of dancing with other people's husbands. Anyhow, I just couldn't get used to a shorter man, especially someone who has two left feet on the floor. I was far from being a perfect person and I wasn't proud of it.There were plenty of times.