”“Sir, no excuse, sir!”He sighed and snapped his head to the left. His eyes tracked something off in the distance. I wanted to turn my head as w...ll, but I didn’t dare. When it’s your turn to stand tall on God’s own quarterdeck, you can rubberneck all you like.Before I knew it, God faced me again, and this time his eyes bored into mine. A firm, but gentle awareness riffled through my memories. Long forgotten experiences flickered past like a high-speed slide show. The recent memories of my time. “Go for it. Fuck. Me. Now.” Luke replied, and Scott obliged. It felt so intimate and so raw, with Scott gradually pushing more and more of himself into his brother. Luke moaned in pain, still unprepared for the full 7 inch b**st entering him, but it was a good sort of pain, which he would enjoy in a few moments. Scott felt the warmth of his brother’s insides around his throbbing cock, and started to pump his ass, accelerating constantly until he built up a steady rhythm. Luke pulled his arms. " Are the present crew acceptable to you? It's better to get rid of troublemakers now." The crew is the best I've had in a long time. Usually, we are paid in shares. Is that acceptable?" We have to talk about that. I want to get home first. That means less trade and less profit. I would rather pay by the day. Then it doesn't matter how much profit I make." That sounds more than fair." I plan on sailing to Buseland for juffa."The Captains's face fell. "That's a dangerous place. The storms and. No bra today, I never wear one when driving anymore on John's instructions so I pull on my shirt and do up some of the buttons.I headed off down the road to the nearby shops, six hours to kill so I might as well look for some new clothes. The centre was pretty much deserted except for a few lads playing hooky from school. I bought a couple of nice sun tops that show enough skin for John to like, I'll enjoy showing them to him later, might take my mind of failing, that's if I do of course."Hey.