I wasn't sure of what the strange, yet pleasantly tasting liquid was, until I heard D-Money say: "yeh muthafuka, suck up all that cum I shot into yur ...itch. Eat my fuckin NUT Man!" My heart froze at the realization that I was swallowing the cum load of my man's thug lover. That not only was he stripping me of my manhood by forcibly fucking me in my asshole, but that I had further humiliated myself by eating his sperm. I felt D-Money start to fuck me harder. His dick now sliding in piston like. Her fingers pulsed in and out so fast and deep that her large breasts bounced up and down. The gentle light from above made her skin shimmer with a beautiful tan color, only adding to her beauty. she lifted her head back with her eyes closed, gently biting her perfect lower lip. Then her mouth parted as she spoke quietly her voice overlaid with lustfully pleasure. "MMMMMM...YES, YES OHHHHHH SOOO DEEEP! OH BABY YES! MMM, LET ME CUM! OH, KRISTY!" She practically screamed. Hearing my name drove me. If she was taping the conversation, I didn’t want to be recorded voicing that concern.Jasmine leaned forward and fixed me with feline eyes. “Maybe I just dropped by because I’m a huge fan of your work, Mr Morecock.”I froze. I’d been prepared for almost anything and everything, but not this. “I don’t know what you mean.”“Don’t you?” Jasmine grinned; a cat in a dairy if ever I saw one. “Authorship attribution software. Works like a charm.”“I’m sorry. You’ve lost me.”Jasmine had a very. Remember the golden boy?" I shook a little bag of gold coins to remind him. He brightened up and grinned. "Hell, yeah! Good to see you 'gain. Come on in!" I sat down and had a coffee with him, then brought up some business. First, I slid a photo of the Jamieson towards him. "I bought it. It's ex-coastie. I've collected a crew and we're off to do business in the Carribean but I'm worried about piracy. She's got a fire control system but I have no idea how to interface with it. Can you help me.