“I don’t intend to sell them. I plan on returning them to the Russian government,” I replied. That reply seemed to mollify him.When the last of ...ur helicopters returned that afternoon, the holds were empty except for the cash and we were already sailing southeast. The man from the auction house was also gone, along with the Fabergé eggs that I planned to sell.FridayThe next day was spent relaxing and talking. The chef and his assistant both asked me to let them continue working aboard the ship,. For a price. So she and I went down on them." "Wait...you went down on them at the same time?" "Yes daddy. They liked watching her and I make out." She grinned her mischievous grin as she felt my cock pulse again. Suddenly her phone rang. She popped up off of my cock to answer it, which I personally found a little rude. She grabbed it and came back to me, kneeling at my feet. "Oh, Hi Kriss!" She said as she popped my cock in her mouth." She sucked for a bit. "What am I doing? How about I show. ‘Does my cock make you feel good?’ ‘Yessss…’ she sighs. ‘Oh fuck yessss… Your cock is so hot it feels like its on fire!’ I bury my shaft in her sweltering pussy as deeply as possible, and just let it stew in her simmering wetness. ‘You are so sexy,’ I tell her as I play with her opulent titties and kiss her neck. ‘You are so sexy and beautiful!’ Adela reaches down to where my other hand is eagerly rubbing her clit, and she gently rubs my fingers and hand as I stroke her swollen clit. I can feel. Noel began chatting to her, general chit chat, asking how she was what she’d been doing etc. The chat was brief and they both wandered off into the respective toilets. On the way out Noel had noticed that his mates had left the pub, as he picked up his phone to find out where they were he again noticed Stacey. She was stood on her own over the other side of the bar next to the exits. Noel walked over to her and asked her where her friends were. She told him that they had left and got in a taxi.