I sprawled backward onto Jon. He pushed his knees out spreading my legs wider. He took control of the thrusting. I had no control of my body the fucki...g was so intense. Jon grabbed my tits and rammed his cock into me, lifting me up. I gasped and moaned “Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me baby…Oh yes, that’s so good.” “You slut,” Jon said in my ear. “I’m going to fuck you good.” “Oh yes, fuck me good baby. Fuck me harder. Fuck me with that big beautiful cock baby,” I begged. Jon went to work on my pussy. He. I knew she was about to cum. I leaned her over the fender of the car and ground my rock hard cock against her anxious pussy. Both our hearts were pounding. Her hips were jumping to meet the thrusts of my cock against her She grabbed the back of my shirt and almost ripped it off of me. “Mmmm. Aye Daniel.” Her sexy Latina accent softly screamed out my name as she exploded with orgasm. Her sensual moans and soft sexy scream was more than I could handle. My cock pulsed and I shot load after load. She tried to pull away, but I still held her. Through the kiss, my command to sleep took her and she slumped to the ground.After making sure she was down, I let her go and stumbled back against another car.Looking at my hands, I didn't recognize the hamburger meat they had become. I could tell I was healing already but the loss of blood was making me dizzy. I sat down and closed my eyes to wait for my head to clear.The others gathered around me.I could feel them, hear their words and smell. His hair was long, and flowing, with blond and black streaks. His eyes pierced with a gray gaze. His body was firm, and stalky, yet tall and fair. His face was strong, with a built cheek line, and stern jaw. His ship was called 'Winterwriter'. It was a large frigate vessel, which was used in his business of transporting goods to and from Solstheim Isle. It was a massive ship, compared to most Nord vessels, with five stories, and over a hundred feet long. It had three sails, and a row of oars..