..no...not me" he answered, not totally truthfully. He watched as Lesley, walked over to a CD player and put some music on. As she bent over he admire... the sight of her near bare backside with the very thin strip of material spotting her cheeks. He joined the growing list of admirers of than very fuckable derrière. He hoped he got the chance. He stood, walked over to where she was squatting, and, unzipping his pants as he went, pulled his semi erect cock, and balls, right out of his fly. .? Eh?” Rubbing the back of the dog’s neck, and then sending him through, “Go on then, my son ... Go and get it...”The dog stands and heads off to the bedroom like a child heading to the tree on Christmas morning ... Dennis calling, “‘E’s on ‘is way!”Back in the bedroom, Elle sits forward on the bed, reaching her free hand out toward the dog as he enters the room ... He comes straight to her, and she rubs her hand over the top of his head in a highly familiar way. No fear at all. She’s in. Her wandering eyes were soon forced back to her piratical prison warder, who was now towering over her and raking his eyes from her chestnut hair to her dainty feet and all points between. ‘A most unconvincing boy,’ he said softly, the lowness of his tone forcing her to look into his face to aid her concentration. Those eyes were too piercing, if she hadn’t been naked, she would have imagined herself to be, under that penetrating gaze. ‘Are you going to kill me, Captain?’ she asked bluntly. He. Her voice came out sounding drugged. ‘I’m wet.’ ‘I hope so.’ ‘Take it off,’ she sighed. Her voice was soft and pliable – and so was she. She never felt her clothes and underwear slip off and pool at her feet. Instead, she felt the cool counter against her naked clitoris as his hips pressed against her. Behind her, there was no rough scratchiness from his trousers on her bare skin. He was nude, too, and his cock was hard against the small of her back. She felt how thick and hot it was. She.