“Good day Captain, I am delighted to meet you at last,” he simpered wi’out standing up.“No thee bloody ent,” I said, “Thee jus wants me br...ss,” I answered him, “I’m from bloody Yorksire and I speaks me bloody mind,” I explained to the ignorant Lancashire twat.“Er, yes, the brass,” he said awkwardly.“Ton and a half of it,” I said, “Dubloons, pieces of eight, that sort of brass.”“We thought you meant Brass,” his assistant chipped in. She was like a short haired gorilla in a black dress with a gob. It feels as if my breasts are moulded to fit your palm when you cup them and touch them. But there are people around us in this last night train and I can feel my face turning red, knowing that they possibly had a good view of my body being handled this way by you.Still, I want you so badly, I am virtually on fire. The movie was a blur. All I remember is being teased by your fingers. Halfway through the movie, you had casually helped yourself up my skirt, caressing my thighs, slowly working. Her brother who had a entire room of just a single bed, a dresser & a tv, a band poster on the wall featuring something Death Metal, they bought him black window blinds, black curtains, her mom made his bed everyday while the closet was just hers.Turning on her only CD player to listen to her favorite song and singing along while just huddled up in her still twin size bed, the only light came from her brother's old stereo bleeping blue bars. Luke Jr came to the door. "Hey, are you going to come. ‘‘ That’s it, baby, scratch me. How much do you want me?“ ‘‘ Put it in me, now, Jay, please,“ I beg. ‘‘ Put what in you, Mel?“ You finger me, pressing into my wet heat to your first knuckle. I bow against you, my back arching and pushing us away from the door. ‘‘What do you want? Say the words, baby.“My eyes are wild, glazed over in lust, my nostrils flaring with each panted breath. ‘‘Your cock, in me, now.“ You can’t hold back the growl as you look into my face and hear the words. You take.