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“I still can’t believe we paid money for that junker.”
“Come on, Sander,” Kellis said, shuffling in her barstool, “she’s a great ship.”
“Maybe two years ago she would’ve been,” Mercy shot back and folded his arms.
Kellis was about to reply when the barman leaned over the counter.
“What can I get you?”
“Whiskey,” Kellis responded. “No ice.”
“I’m good, thanks,” Sander said.
The barman nodded and moved away again.
“Look, Abbie, all I’m saying is we could have had any ship in that yard,” Sander continued. “We’re Fire Walkers for fucksake.”
The barman handed Kellis her drink. “We were Fire Walkers, Sander. War’s over.”
Mercy raised his hands in mock surrender. “Just saying, that’s all.”
Kellis ran her eyes over the bar. Grungy, dark, loud; like the rest of Tarek station. Her hand hovered briefly over the pistol in her shoulder holster. She shook herself. Stop thinking like a soldier, Abigaile. She gulped her whiskey and put the empty glass back on the counter. “So, who’s this pilot?”
Sander scratched his chin. “Riley White. She was SysFed too, until they kicked her out. She flew lead on a couple of missions I was on before the Fire Walkers, and she’s a damn good pilot.”
Kellis glanced up at the clock on the wall above the bar. “Well, her timekeeping’s shitty. You did tell her the right place?”
Sander raised an eyebrow.
“Well where the hell is she then?”
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Riley sat back on her heels with a sigh and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Her body gleamed with sweat under the flickering light. She licked up the cum she’d missed and swallowed it, running it over her tongue a few times first. She picked up her lipstick and added another line to the tally she was keeping on the wall of the toilet cubicle. She stretched and lay back for a moment, thinking about the tally.
Nine. Nine lines, nine cocks, nine loads of cum down her throat. She’d known she should have left after the eighth to meet with that Mercy guy, but she was having too much fun to stop. She glanced at her watch, picking up her panties with her other hand. If she left now, she wouldn’t be too late.
She was stepping into her panties when she heard the knock on the other side of the cubicle wall. She thought about it for a moment.
The cash from her last job was running out.
She needed more work.
But on the other hand, it seemed a shame to leave without making the tally a round number.
“I am already late…” she murmured to herself, kicking off her panties and getting back on her knees in front of the hole. She knocked back.
The guy eased his dick through the gloryhole. Riley grinned to herself: it was the biggest she’d had today. She licked her lips and started stroking him slowly. She’d love to really take her time with this one, make sure he gave her every single drop he had, but she was in a hurry. She kissed his tip and slipped her lips around his head, tightening her grip on his shaft.
She heard him groan through the wall as she worked her tongue around his tip. She giggled and slid her left hand to her pussy, fingering herself as she started to suck him. She bobbed her head, taking more cock into her mouth every time. He started thrusting a little and she gurgled, pressing another finger into her pussy as she felt his cock nudge into her throat.
She kept sucking for a few seconds, fingering herself faster and faster. She drooled saliva and precum out of the corner of her mouth.
Finally, she slid her mouth off his cock and repositioned herself a little. She took a deep breath and pressed it back into her mouth. She eased herself down, tracing a vein with her tongue. She felt every inch as his cock slowly stretched her throat. She fingered herself hard as she forced his cock deeper, until the tip of her nose touched the cubicle wall. She stopped there with his cock deep down her throat. She slipped out her tongue to lick what she couldn’t get in her mouth.
She counted off three seconds before she started to slowly pull away. Her lips cleared the end of his shaft and she left out a gasp. Saliva ran down her chin and dripped onto her tits. She stroked his cock absent-mindedly as she panted, trying to get her breath.
He came unexpectedly, catching her full in the face. She squealed in shock as thick cum splattered across her cheek.
She darted forwards quickly, before he could shoot another load, and wrapped her lips around his cock again. He came again, shooting his load straight down her throat. She moaned, letting the rest of his cum run down her tongue. She sucked every drop from his cock before finally letting it slip from her lips. She sat back on her heels with a satisfied sigh and wiped up the cum from her face, slurping it from her fingers. She got dressed quickly and was about to leave when she remembered her tally. She took her lipstick from her pocket, and drew a final diagonal line. She smiled to herself, and left the bathroom.
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