I looked over at Jeff and Layla and Jeff had her in another position. Layla was on her side facing me. Jeff was behind her in a spooning position. He ...ropped one of her legs up over his hips which gave me a full view of his cock buried balls deep in Layla’s pussy. Layla was rubbing her clit while Jeff was fucking her at a steady pace and they were both watching me fuck Amanda from behind. Amanda was starting to cum again and she buried her face into the pillow as she was bucking her hips back. The oval face was lengthened, his smiling mouth had assumed the firm and marked lines which betoken resolution; his eyebrows were arched beneath a brow furrowed with thought; his eyes were full of melancholy, and from their depths occasionally sparkled gloomy fires of misanthropy and hatred; his complexion, so long kept from the sun, had now that pale color which produces, when the features are encircled with black hair, the aristocratic beauty of the man of the north; the profound learning he. Yes. Somewhere during our all night fuck-a-thon, Eric and I had moved from Finn’s bed to the floor, to the dresser, and then to his own bed. And the fingers tugging at my already erect pink nipples were my brother’s. I smiled sleepily up at him. “Don’t you have to go to work in a few minutes?”“Yep,” he grinned down at me. “But I’ve got time.”“Not that much-” my words were cut off with a gasp as one of his fingers slid into my cunt. He curled it upwards, letting the tip of his finger press. The small crew having become familiar with the handling of the ship became somewhat complacent and did not seem to apprehend any particular danger until they encountered a storm just after they had entered the "Windward Passage" off the eastern coast of Jamaica, which forced the craft to go north about. The waves lost all pattern, they had no regularity, no rhythmic succession as they hurled themselves against the sides of the ship and then sent sea spray pouring over its rails like steam. The.