Whatever answers they had were classified, I guessed. Heck, we were probably classified. Sheila brought my wife, Ann, forward to sit with me, collecte... the samples, and went up on deck. Ann apparently had a monster headache, too, but hadn’t fallen and hit her head.“How are you, babe?” I asked.“What the fuck is going on?” She asked.“We may have been exposed to something dangerous. We’re under quarantine,” I told her.“Are they going to lock us up?”Jim shook his head. “Not at the moment,” he. He’s warm in my mouth and is much cleaner than the men before. I’m holding him in my mouth when all of sudden a rush of warm liquid starts filling my mouth and spilling down my throat. I gulp and swallow his penis with the hot piss. God this is fucking dirty I’m drinking this little boys piss! All of a sudden I need to pee too. I’m already squatting so I just reach down, pull open my lips and let my own excrete flow right at the open space between stalls. God why is this makes me horny?! I’m. .I did he grabbed me head as he thrust into my mouth over and over I was gagging as he trustedover and over and over he kept repeating that's it you faggot suddenly my mouth filled with his spunk, there was loads of it, he pushed his cock into my mouth andheld my head I swallowed I had no choice, he pulled out of my mouth, stand up he said as I did he grabbed my cock and was rubbing my cock, Come on CuddlesI wanna see you Spunk you fucking faggot,seconds later I released I think the biggest. .." that was as much as I heard before Ibroke down and ran crying to my room and shut myself up in my closetwhere I stayed for a week crying. Whenever I thought anyone had comelooking for me I was wrong; the only reason I came out after that weekwas the fact that I finally had to eat and use of the bathroom but Idid it in silence. When Amy spoke to me, all I could do was look at herhurtfully; start crying and run back to my closet (now I can imaginethat you're thinking that I must have been the.