The food was good too – Spanish serrano ham, manchego cheese and fresh bread, with fresh fruit to follow. She tore into it lustfully, eyeing the Cap...ain nervously while she ate. He was pacing the cabin silently, stroking his whiskers as if deep in thought. Once Kitty’s meal was despatched, the Captain stopped pacing and stood behind her chair, gripping the back so that his knuckles touched her shoulder blades. ‘Well, then, my lady,’ he said abruptly. ‘How fares your pretty derriere now?’ ‘Still. Moving my tongue up and down his shaft and down into his balls and back up he was certainly enjoying himself, I clasp my fist around his shaft and in pulling back the foreskin slipped his helmet into my mouth, gently kneading his balls, as I pumped him his bum was off the chair as he thrusted with every move.Slowly I speeded up and now was going faster as I licked his japs eye as his cock was in my mouth, as I squeezed his balls his thrusting and moaning were getting stronger as he was close to. Storms invariably bring out the wild woman in me, and you never fail to give me what I need each time. I shiver in anticipation of the pleasure we will drown in together."You're shivering," you whisper in my ear, letting the warmth of your breath caress my lobe, and slip down the column of my neck. "Shall I warm you?"I smile, hoping it is as sensual as I am feeling. "Can you?" I ask, entering into the spirit of the game. Your answering smile is knowing, teasing, and lustful all at once."I can. Before he could begin his approach, she would hang up on him. Over and over again he told himself that a letter was the only approach. Though he didn't like the idea, he finally faced the fact that there were no alternatives, so he spent an entire evening writing, throwing away, changing and writing some more.It was after midnight when he finished and as he reread his letter, he still wasn't sure it was right.He began the letter by telling of the tragic loss of his wife and went on to tell how,.