The redhead convulsed and stopped moving. A trickle of blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth and her eyes stared vacantly into space. Claire col...lapsed in exhaustion, glad to be safe for the time being. Recalling the conversation with Monica, she realized that she'd finally met an Infiltrator and survived.It was many minutes before she moved, gasping at the pain from her injuries. Covered in blood, both hers and those of the dead machine, she crawled to her feet and retraced her steps back. Her hair danced around her face as she wiped sweat away with her wrist.I peered at her randomly as she moved from station to station. She pushed herself with such precision. I knew then she enjoyed her workouts as much as me. She seemed to make the exercises that I struggled with seem so easy. My mind drifted off. I thought to myself how it might be to rub her body down with oil...slide my own oiled body on top of hers. It crossed my mind that the feeling might be mutual when she positioned. ?She nodded again, with a little sigh.?Get off the seat.?She stood up, making way for him. He undid his own pants and briefs hurriedly, revealing his hard, thin stomach and flaccid penis. It looked a big one, nestled in a bubble of wiry hair.?Suck it then put this on it.?She mechanically put her lips round his shaft and licked it. Soon enough it hardened and lengthened into an oversized dick as big as George’s. It had an ugly, prominent vein that felt strange on her tongue.She unwrapped the. “Mike, are you going to cum in her?” I think the question itself may have put him close to filling her with his sperm, because he shuddered a bit and slowed down the tempo. Mike said “Oh, yes, I’m trying to hold back now, but she’s so wet and her pussy is gripping my cock very tight. It’s a fight to hold back.” I told him “Good! Make a lot of noise when you cum in her.” I asked Sharyn “What is happening to you now?” Between moans Sharyn responded “I’m … get … ting … fu… cked, and it’s … a cock.