"Has tha got steam up, Jerry?" Yes Mr Stephenson" the fresh faced youth agreed."Then blow whistle and let the boogers know us is ready lad." he sugges...ed, and so started one of the most dramatic and little reported incidents in the history of human torture.It all started when General Mendoza's men intercepted the "Mayflower," one of Cyril Hardacres Gateshead based barque rigged Colliers off Cadiz, and there in the hold was Lady Merywhether's twin cylinder self starting 6inch stroke Stephenson's. Let's go into the mall and have cup of coffee. It looks like you could use one. If you want, you can call someone to pick you up or if you prefer I can give you a lift to where you want to go. I do however need some time here to buy a few gifts." Oh, I don't want to impose on you but you are a lifesaver. If you don't mind I would like that cup of coffee. I do want to thank you for getting involved and telling the officer what you saw. Most people would not have wanted to get involved. Let me. Really, Daddy," she teased, "where do you think I am? I'm at the reception desk."He had difficulty marshaling his reason. All he could think of was Davie being eaten by that vixen, Trish. "Well, eh, what are you doing there, darling? I thought you were... on the beach." I was. Now I'm here. I came to look for you because the door's locked, so I figured you were at the lodge. Daddy, are you all right? I mean, this conversation is ridiculous!" She said it with mock reproach, then followed it with. While I provided a rhythmic thrust inside her womanhood, she partnered with an equally rhythmic stroking of my cock. This lasted for several minutes, until she was dripping and I was beyond turgid.I wanted to taste her liquid, so slowly slid down her belly. It had a slight mound shape, and I delighted in running my tongue down her belly - to the hairy mons - and then to her lips. She glistened in the light, for by now we had kicked off the bed covers. Neither of us was cold any longer. As I.