The soft rubbing of satin binds against my wrists. I love the way I can’t see what’s coming next. I can’t predict where I’ll be touched or lic...ed or bitten, sucked, even spanked. But most of all, I just love the submission. There’s only one problem. I’ve never been able to tell anyone that it’s what I want. It’s not my boyfriend’s fault. Matthew is fantastic. He’s sweet and intelligent. He’s also beautiful. At six-two, he towers over my five-foot-five frame. Where I’m all curves from head to. .. your —" Masts," William filled in the word."Yes, one of your masts is missing." Lightning, I'm afraid. It will be a rather slow crawl back to Dartmouth after all." Where are we?" Ah," William answered, "that is just what we were trying to determine. Thank you, Mr. Martin. We are all agreed as to the latitude, of course, but our only chronometer has been damaged, and I have asked Mr. Martin and our young midshipmen here to make their own calculations of our longitude. Let me see. Well, Mr.. .And yes," Ellie sighed, "if you guys want to head out somewhere thissummer, maybe... I'd be up for that." Ellie smirked as her friends'mouths slowly curled upward into warm smiles- she knew just how patientthey'd been with her, and now that she'd had her win, she resolved toreward their patience.The celebration continued for another fifteen minutes before beinginterrupted by a knock on the front door. Thanks to some of their recent'guests', Janet and Ellie's nerves were immediately on edge as. "Mmmmm, delicious, don't you think?" She said it in a way that didn't expect an answer. I knew her pussy was scrumptious. I've been eating it for years.On the screen was a guy with a cock so deep in his throat you would have thought it was going to come out his asshole but it couldn't because there was a pole already sticking up his ass. My wife got up on her knees between my legs pushing them as far apart as she could. She took the bottle of lubricant, unscrewed the cap and put some on her.