" Or so she imagined he would say. She had put it all on herself, the blindfold, gag and cuffs, as she was instructed. He liked this submission, this ...dmission that this was not forced but her own desire. It freed him of the guilt he'd been taught to feel, he was free to use her the way she needed him to.He took hold of the cuffs that she put on, gently fastened them, her hands behind her back. She could feel his eyes devouring her exposed flesh, drinking in her nakedness and. The Spanish captain is terrified for the safety of his passengers. He still has doubts about us." They'm not passengerrs! Captives is more loik," countered Trysta, "well some of 'em anyway's!" Oh yes," I replied, "and what make's you say that?" They'm be high class Spanish ladies being transported to Venezuela."I shrugged, not knowing what that inferred."So what? He's probably protecting their honour and virginity. You know, respectable virgin brides for the garrison officers. It's a precious. Jennifer wanted to make sure her son knew what she had said, so she curled her upper lip in such a manner that her grimace betrayed how nasty the thoughts made her feel and how nasty she wanted Mark to see her be. She curled her upper lip as she rasped the words again while looking her son right in the eyes."I want you to fuck me, Mark. I want to you to fuck the shit outta me."Jennifer felt a forceful shiver running through her chest as she spoke the words while rubbing one of her stocking clad. I entered Tristan’s sexy ass… slowly.Tristan: Oh, daddy! Tom stood still and just enjoyed the moment. Tristan whimpered because he wanted this so badly… and Tom wanted to give this to his sweet love just as much. Tom pounded him and Tristan kept talking to his dad after each of the thrusts.Thrust (daddy), thrust (daddy), thrust (Oh, daddy), thrust (Daddy); hard thrust (Daddy!)I stopped and remained inside Tristan and slowly caressed his butt cheeks and down his back to his shoulders and neck..