" Beat to quarters, Mister Bates. It may well be a Royalist ship, but we can find that out just as easily with our guns manned as without." Aye-aye, s...r. Beat to quarters!" British flag, Mister Kerns. I don't have time to play games today. Where's Matthew?" Right here, sir." It'll be a good two hours until we come up. Tell the cook I intend to release the starboard watch to eat in half an hour. And tell my own cook that I'll be ready to eat in an hour. Please inform Mr. Carruthers that I would. RIGHT EXACTLY WHERE MY BIG LOAD OF SPERM SHOULD BE BABY. RIGHT WHERE IT SHOULD ALWAYS BE BABY!!!! Of course I did exactly as he said for me to do, but little did he know, I couldn't wait until he shot his big load of hot boy sperm into my mouth and I couldn't wait until it ended up at the very bottom of my jizz-junkie little tummy and fuck yes that's exactly where his big load of boy sperm should be, should always fucking be is right!!! I pulled myself up off of that nasty floor, yanked up. Brittany tugged her pants down to her knees, lifting herself onto the sink. Enjoying the view before her, she pulled her panties to the side before licking her fingers and diving them into her slit. Sure, why couldn't she finger-fuck herself to her best friend plowing away at a complete stranger that she herself had persuaded to join in?Whitney gasped as Justin's cock slid further and further into her pussy with every stroke going farther than the last. She shivered at the feeling as her. The club was filled with some familiar faces such as Natalie who was a beautiful blond who was 5" 9' with blue eyes and firm medium c-cup sized tits and her friends were there. She looked at punk and smiled knowing what he and the twins were about to do. Punk, Bulldog, and Tank started to sing and dance the chicken song all while keeping a straight face, which was easier said then done. When they finished they were instructed to take off the chicken costumes and gear up to leave, as they.