She stood astride of my groin and slowly lowered herself towards my waiting cock.The feeling was exquisite as Jane eased herself onto my cock. She too... her weight on her feet and slowly rose up and down. I stroked her thighs and fondled her breasts before easing a thumb onto her clit and describing little circles around it. After a while she said that her legs were getting tired and eased down onto her knees. I moved my hands onto her ass and found that Charlie was already there kissing and. She felt the base vibrate in her hand, her pussy dripping with excitement as she bent forward and brought the plastic brush to her hole. She clasped one cheek and stretched it away while her other hand poked blindly until the brush sat squarely on her starfish. She loved how the vibrations felt on her slightly stretched rim and she began to push the cold plastic into herself. She held her breath as her hole put up a fight but eventually lost to her determination. She was instantly. I had heard stories of pirates. They were ruthless. They always fought to the death and gave no quarter. They took only women and c***dren as prisoners and sold them as slaves to foreign countries or returned them to their families for outrageous ransoms. There were also rumors of a sexual nature, that the pirates would **** and abuse the prisoners before selling them as slaves. This terrified me, but at the same time I felt a wetness between my legs and the thought came unbidden to my head:. I thought about that a lot in my fantasies about Adam. About how I would conduct myself with quiet dignity, all in black, at his funeral. The grief stricken but understanding widow.I made a conscious decision to 'go after' Adam when Maxx dumped him and I knew it was permanent. I began to have incredibly vivid and intense sexual fantasies about Adam. I think they had always been bubbling just under the surface but now that Adam was available they burst through with a vengeance.Over the years.