I wanted to verify that these men were, indeed, some of the men on my wanted posters before I barged in on them with a cocked gun in hand. I didn't wa...t to shoot any innocents, and I surely didn't want them to shoot me.When I got close enough to see them clearly through my binoculars, I recognized four of the faces as being on my posters without a doubt, and the fifth face looked familiar, but I was not as sure of his value as a fugitive. I was satisfied that I had a veritable gold mine of. It was far too late to either resist or lament the incident, but she did her best to retain her dignity and not allow a single tear to mark her shameful treatment.The Captain came on the scene and laid both sex-starved crew members out unconscious on the deck in short order. He used the clean towels to tend to Grace’s lower extremities and lifted her face up to his to kiss with sincere affection for her closeness of intimate contact. She was confused because she had no doubt the poor man had no. “No, I’m rubbing my clit,” she replied, a smile playing on her lips. “With these two,” she said nodding to her parents, “I don’t get much chance to relax, and pleasure myself, so I take it when I can.”I nodded, feeling sympathy. Clearing my throat, I said, “I find it helps me relax too.”“What, rubbing your clit?” she said, smiling.“Touché,” I replied, genuinely smiling now. “No, masturbating. It helps me unwind from stress, relaxes me, and it’s fun.”“Agreed,” she said. She cleared her throat. She could feel his hard cock through his pants pressed against her back through the thin fabric of her dress. The other woman was very good looking. She had big fake breasts and a tiny waist but bigger hips than Jeri. She was shorter than Jeri, most girls are, and had a more tanned body. Her breasts were obviously fake but they were so beautiful swaying as she bucked riding him. Seeing her gaze at the bouncing girl on display, he asked. Do you like her tits? No. She lied. She didnt want to.