! You’re ready for me… You’re ready to be fucked. Hard…I stand up and turn you around. I bend you over and tell you to place your hands agains... the wall. I give a kiss on your soft buttocks and bite you! You giggle..I start rubbing your pussy with my dick. I push in only a little, letting only the head inside… I take it out and put it in again… teasing you… “You want me?”, I ask. “Yes! Please!”, you say almost begging for it.. I look at you and say, “I’m gonna fuck you hard.” Almost. "How are you?" Captain Peachfuzz?"Sure enough, the pilot of the small craft was none other than CaptainPeter "Wrong Way" Peachfuzz, former naval officer and present skipper ofthe liner S.S Andalusia. Captain Peachfuzz acquired his unfortunatenickname in the navy. He was ordered to sail his ship to the Antarcticand wound up in Tahiti. After being relieved of his command and drummedout of the navy, the good captain purchased the S.S. Andalusia, madepossible through an inheritance. On her. After a week had passed Felix had finally suggested Luke hit him, if that’s what it would take to make him feel better. Luke complied. He didn’t think Felix had expected him to be so strong. ‘You’d already worked all this out,’ Luke said, voicing his admiration. Jamie shrugged, staring again at her hand on his chest, her brow slightly furrowed. ‘Partly,’ she said. ‘Even right after, when I asked him to leave—I wasn’t so angry as I knew I should be. Part of me…I didn’t want him to go, didn’t. We had a good response because there are alot of lonely men in Alaska . I would meet them , bring photos of my wife , most of them very explicit and sorted through the applicants until I found guys with a fetish for good looking petite women who had heavy bushes . Long story short I would take my wife to a small out of the way biker bar where she wouldn't be recognized and would get her very drunk . We would dance until 2 a.m. , have a great time , sample herbs on the way home and then strip.