Breath rasping ... So drenched with sweat it looked as if they had just been dragged up out of the sea... Yet always... on... on... on ...on ...on. Th... Overseer seated herself at the end of the cat-walk, crossing long bare thighs. It would be good for those nearer the bows to see the striped flesh of those two just under the poop deck. She liked having new galley-slaves under her control. It amused her when they sobbed and sobbed that they could go no longer. They could not possibly. No.... I’ll get them to send anothergirl up for you.”“No,” I said, “you’ll do just fine. Now get that bra andpants off and let me see your cunt before I fuck you.”“Stop using that language to me and I’ve told you to getout.” “I don’t think you understand me,” I said, “unless youdo exactly as I say, Dad’s going to hear about you “job”and all of our neighbours will find out what you do atthese so called. She leaned against the counter and waited for Candice to explain herself. ‘This,’ Candice said, biting into the fruit. ‘This is so — I don’t know — weird. I’m standing here with dried cum all over me, talking to a woman I just met, who is as naked as I am, and we’re eating fruit. Hell, we’re even having a conversation that sounds like it’s being written by some porn director and yet it’s like just another chat between friends.’ Amelia smirked. ‘Funny how that works. I think there’s a lot more. ”“I bet you taste nice too,” you sent with a wink, the arousal intensifying, and the wetness growing in your panties.“This is so beautiful, and unexpected,” he replied. “I love how it feels, and so natural, and yes, I taste like I imagine you taste.”“Yea, I feel that too,” you sent. “My panties are starting to get soaked.”“Oh my, that makes me drip precum,” he said. “Ermmm...”There was a pause.“Ermmm.... what?” you asked.“Would you like to switch to voice?” he asked. “Oh fuck, have I ruined.