By the time the reception was almost over I was hotter than a firecracker thanks to all the 'feels' I received while dancing with men who had at one t...me or another fucked me or been the recipients of either one of my blowjobs or hand jobs. One guy even cornered me on the way to the bathroom and asked me to kiss the head of his dick for old times sake (after looking both ways to see if anyone was around, I did it). All of the attention, plus my eager expectation of finally getting fucked after. He had all evening, even all night if he wanted, and intended to punish me for being a brat. Eventually, he started lightly running a finger along the outside of my already puffy labia, tracing the outlines of my pussy.While he was stroking me, he kept up a steady stream of amusing, interesting banter, talking about flying, and some of the funny things that had happened to him in the military. I smiled, giggled, nodded, interjected at all the right points, while using my body and voice to. Just thrusting his dick over and over into my mouth. I sighed, hating how humiliating this was.I opened my mouth wide, closed my eyes, and took my punishment.He rammed his cock to the back of my throat, moaning, “That's it, slut.”His cock tasted salty. Lingering bits of cum spilled over my tongue. I closed my eyes, wanting to get this over with. I sucked on him. The faster he came, the faster I could run off with jizz on my face. The tears fell as I nursed on his dick like a complete. He wanted to know the size of the sphere you have fallen into as well as the number of ships you have found, and the energy that the Aer Lingus AI estimates the system is capturing.I told him that not only did I not know this, but I wouldn't ask you all about it. I sure its all science and stuff, but I'm a dumb tank driver. I care nothing for the power output of a G class star.I am thrilled that you are hearing Katy. She must be frantic, since its been like six months since she disappeared. But.