“Hey bartender… whatever she’s having is on me” he said, at least he was nice enough to buy my drinks. I felt his hands move down my legs, I c...osed my eyes and wanted to cry but no tears came, he slowly started to pull my skirt up, I helped him by lifting myself from the stool, I couldn’t believe how I was allowing a total stranger to pull up my skirt “nice ass… nice… fucking ass” he said then I felt his face in between my butt cheeks, his tongue moved fast, his hands were actually rough but it. That night, the sailor brought her aboard and hid her in a small but comfortable compartment in the ship's hold.From then on, every night, he would bring her sandwiches, a bottle of red wine, and make love to her until dawn.Two weeks later she was discovered by the captain during a routine inspection. "What are you doing here?" asked the captain."I have an arrangement with a sailor," she replied. "He brings me food and I get a free trip to Italy." I see," the captain says. Then her conscience. My mother’s investment portfolio and savings account were impressive enough. Given that we had lived simply, in a modest home, it had been able to grow well into seven figures. I planned on seeing if she would add me to her accounts, so I could get things for my harem without always having to ask my Mom for some money. Plus, with the very generous dowry Pip’s father had handed us, we were sitting pretty.Our driver had been called by the staff and was already waiting for us when we stepped out. He began thrusting even deeper and harder into me and grabbing my ass very, very tightly as he did so. I was covered by his body and in his and my sweat. I was pinned under his weight and desire and I gave into this completely and freely.Even though his cock was so thick,and although I could feel my pussy was swollen from desire and punishment, I could feel myself opening up under his cock assault.He began to moan a bit, but he didn't stop the wonderfully assaulting thrusts in and out of my.