There was a fine gem-laden cask filled with gems and jewels, and a rarer prize still ... the daughter of a Spanish nobleman, probably the Governor of ...ampeche. This had definite ransom opportunities to take yet more sweet silver from the Don's.The young noblewoman in question did not appear to be especially favored by Venus; in fact her countenance was a rather plain one, and of rather short and stout stature. Still, it's not every day you get to dip your wick into a soft Lady Don! My two. I sensed something else inserted, maybe more fingers?. It was a bit alarming, didn’t hurt but rather warmed my insides including the strange midsection paralysis.The oddness of experiencing what seemed to be somehow filling me reminded me of my childhood and my dad’s obsession with enemas. Lilly started to stroke my penis rapidly and that focus caught my attention away from anything else, as energy, maybe the same, was rising from my balls to the tip of my penis. That felt wonderful but in a. She collapsed on her bed just staring at the ceiling then slowly lifted her knees. Her robe was open and her hand was back covering her pussy, rubbing up and down playing with her wet folds. As I watched her, I finally understood. He came, but she didn't.She was still extremely horny and the guy with the fat cock didn't let her finish. Watching her alone now was almost a bigger turn-on than watching her get fucked. Her fingers slid up her raised thighs, dipping toward the center as she pressed. After several minutes I heard shuffling on the gravel path outside the toilet block and then the sound of the metal door being pulled aside, silently I sat there listening, slowly footsteps began to crunch their way across the debris strewn floor, nervously I began to sit up wondering who may be just outside the cubicle door, when suddenly a deep Caribbean voice asked if there was anybody still in here. Tentatively I replied that there was, it then began to dawn on me that this was probably the.