They were late enough that her workers had already gone home. Serpin was pleased that Dalia, Tom’s wife had been looking after the house for her. Th... couple must have seen them walking in from their house across the street as only a few minutes later, Dalia was knocking at the door.“Dearie-me, Serpin, I bet you haven’t eaten, have you girl? Luckily, for you, I baked extra this morning and Tom got me a fat longears to make his favourite stew and you know I always make a big pot. He will just. I kissed him back,loving the tender way he was treating me. He pulled back and walked over to the wall and chose awhip. When he returned he rubbed the whip across mytits and then he grabbed me roughly by the hair andkissed me deep again. I returned the kiss but I knew whathe was going to do to me next. I couldn't see Kathy but I knew she was going to get a titwhipping also. Then Steve smacked my tits with the flexable, thin, stick. I mumbled "Ohhh,Ahhhhh" and then hit me again. I could feel. “I would say that my body belongs to you. If you wish to share me with ten men and watch them use my body, then I am happy to please you,” she said demurely.Chad smiled wickedly and said, “And what if I said that they were not men, but women instead?”“My answer would be the same, Sir. I am yours to use, play with, fuck, abuse, and, if you wish, to share,” she answered, her pussy growing wetter as she did.Chad felt his cock twitch. He had no intention of sharing her with anyone today. So, why. A brig, two schooners, and a ketch, all except the brig sailing with cargo. The brig was sailing in ballast, but she was shipping eight bronze nine-pounders." Why don't you have a seat, Captain, whilst I look over your reports?" Thank you, Sir John," Anson replied handing over his reports.A steward appeared. "Coffee or tea, sir?" he asked."Tea, please." Cream? Sugar?"Anson made big eyes. Brent was living in style. "Both, please."The admiral took his time looking over the reports whilst Anson.