While he kept his hand still, Anna did the rubbing herself by twisting in her bonds to escape from the unwelcome touch."Back off, filthy freckle face!...With the two guards keeping a very close eye, Tarek quickly released his firm grip; giving Anna the illusion that her threats had made a difference.The *real* reason was that the blacksmith was bound by very strict rules since the infamous incident; most certainly was he silently imagining licking out that tasty pussy pressing against his. Are there others? Other children whose fathers were blown to bits ... but lived? How long has this been going on?Is it just evolution? Gradual improvement of the species? Or are we a step above?While I was pondering a screech sounded at the helm.“What just happened?”Seven is back! Chaos reigns. “Coming Tyche.” I rushed. Rushing at night on an open deck is not smart. I footed it through the salon and to the steering station.“What seems to be the problem?” I asked my 4 year old helms-kid.“We’re. I moved from her face to her tits and began to suck at and lick them as I thrust one hand down between our bodies and into the warm moist area of her pussy. I didn't have any idea of what I was doing and I had no knowledge of a woman's private parts but I fumbled round with plenty of young enthusiasm. Mom began to whisper encouragement to me when I did something that she got pleasure from and I soon learnt that rubbing the small engorged lump at the top of her pussy seemed to give her great. The waitress came with our food and I had something else to enjoy other than the relaxing atmosphere and the good tea. –~~– He was soaked to the bone, tired as hell, and his so-called friends sent him out to get everyone coffee. Matthew ‘Mattie’ Danvers stomped through the puddles accumulating on the sidewalk in a fit of anger. Not only had they sent him out in the pouring rain, they didn’t even bother to lend him an umbrella. Why couldn’t the men call someone else to pick up coffee for them?.