About damn time we found something on this rock. ‘Hill, Watson, cover that rock, Jackson you got point. Lead us in!’ The mission was recovery. My ...marines could do it all, of course, but we preferred blowing stuff up. One of our pilots got shot down a standard week back but his ship was only cracked up, not destroyed. With Earth gone every bit of material we can salvage could mean the difference between survival and extinction. But even more important, all the readings the Columbus got back from. As usual there were a few corporate climbers at the front, awake and taking notes, probably along the lines (Ha ha) of 'put sharp, pointy metal bit against skin, push in plungy slidy thing'.Well, I am happy enough with inhaling the fumes off the photocopier cleaner.Normally I appreciate the sleep, but I had just too great a work back load, to comfortably nod off. I left my seat and to the angry looks of those I awoke, headed to the back of the auditorium, past those that were either texting or. I felt a face against my ass and a tongue probe deep into my pussy. It felt so good. So very good.Phil suddenly was in front of me lying on the bed. His limp cock still had cum trickling out and I asked. Yes asked, him to move closer and I enveloped his sticky cock with my mouth. His cum was sweet and I cleaned all around.I saw you watching.I felt Steve's cock at my entrance and as he pushed it into my pussy. I think I let out a gasp. It was bigger than Phil's, thicker, obviously bigger than. I take it to my room, passing a ton of people. It was a coed dorm so a ton of girls. I was in a freshman dorm, so they all looked just as lost. I get to my dorm and walk in, 2 beds, a bathroom, and a small kitchen area. Cool. I start unpacking. I hear a knock and head pokes in.“You decent?” “Yeah! come in” I yell standing up. An Asian guy walks in, huge glasses, he is carrying a suitcase. Next, I assume his parents walk in, speaking a foreign language looking around the room.“Hi, I am Ben,.