All we have to do is hook the winch to the kill and raise it as high as we need.”Morales was quiet for a few minutes, but he knew that his women wer... still awake. “Remember when Jeff took me aside before we left Ship?”“Yeah,” Jasmine returned sleepily.“Uh, he asked me about something that he has alluded to before. It’s supposed to be on the hush-hush for now, I think, but he wanted to touch base with me – us, and check out our thoughts on the idea.”“Ummm,” Jasmine said, only halfway paying. ” Her voice made my cock twitch. She brought her left hand to the back of her slender neck, and gently rubbed her fingers against her skin. The wedding band and diamond ring caught the light and sparkled for my eyes only. She turned in her chair to face me. “Please forgive me for sitting with my back to you,” her words were emotionless, her face was expressionless. I grinned. “The price of my forgiveness is one kiss from your lips.” She had initiated a game I was well versed in. She tilted her. “You think you still need more?” he asked her.Slowly she nodded, and without even waiting for him to agree, she reached over and grabbed the paddle and offered it to him. As he took it, she quickly returned to her position over the pillows, but not before she intentionally brushed up against his dick, which was strained against his pants. As she adjusted herself, she spread her legs a bit farther than she had earlier.He could barely contain himself, but he placed the paddle in his right hand. ‘I want to know if my husband’s been screwing the Barclay woman. I want to know how much of a slut my daughter is. I want to know if that old troll who runs this place is going to rape me sometime when I’m not looking.’ I put my hand on her shoulder. ‘That will cost a lot. I’ll give you an free appetizer: Edward Barclay probably couldn’t get it up if he wanted to. He’s always hungover in the morning and drunk by lunchtime. His talk is all bluster: he likes pushin’ your buttons. Like I said.