" Right, I get it. Money begets money. Your dad wanted you to marry money and your friend Nick is the chosen one. Just like your mother was the chosen...one for your father. Did you ask her about my Uncle Ralph?" Yes, she told me how they met and she really loved him but it just wouldn't work out. I told her the truth how we met and we both cried. I just want you to know that I'll always love you. I wish things could have turned out different." Yeah, I get it! Like mother, like daughter, just so. And as I start to finger-fuck Penny the Captain withdraws his cock from Julietta, and pumps endless spurts of cum over the cheeks of her ass. We cut away from the scene, and my finger is still gently fucking Penny as we meet the Pirate Slut and her ship's crew of girls in tight leather. They have a map, and some flagons of something, and a prisoner and they are partying hard after their latest pirate victory. And then the Pirate Slut gives the prisoner an unusual dilemma. Either he has to. The ship, Mr. Smithers explained, was a fast mail ship that catered to only thirty passengers. When David brought up the subject of clothes and a suitable suitcase, Mr. Smithers assured him that he would provide a tailor who could make whatever he required in the time available to him.Arriving at the hotel, Mr. Smithers took his leave telling David he would return in an hour with the tailor. The suite David was shown into was opulent, all the more so because it contained a private bathroom with. Bill had decided then. He hated Harry. Not content with being rich, super-popular, good-looking, a girl-magnet, team captain and star player, he had to be top of the classas well.Bill had written in HARRY ALBAN right there.He had now spent more than an hour gleefully contemplating what wordhe would use to take the Student of the Year down a peg or two.Tiny?Flatulent?Naked?Unlucky?Fake?Dickless?They were all good, but he wanted to do something very special toHarry.He continued to sit slyly.