It was way too old to be making risky voyage like this. In addition, it was overloaded with people. The captain of the boat pushed it as fast as he wa... willing to risk it. It was a balancing act. Trouble this far from shore was certain death. Of course, fighting a battleship was certain death as well.The pirates, holding on for dear life, were frantically tossing their weapons overboard. They knew that life in prison awaited them if caught with arms out at sea like this. Replacing their weapons. While we were eating Wishes looked at me and said.“That was the first time you know?”“Sorry?” I seemed to be back in village idiot mode.“That was the first time I’ve ever kissed another girl.”This was it I guessed, I was expecting Wishes to say she didn’t want to spend time with me any more. I put down my fork.“Does it bother you Wishes?” I asked concerned.“I think what bothers me is that it didn’t bother me. Do you know what I mean?”I laughed softly. “No, not really, I have to admit I enjoyed. She was moaning and the guy pulled back and slammed home and pushed the whole cock in. I could hear her telling the guy to go easy. He just laughed and pulled all but the head out and then shoved the whole back in her making her scream. He told her that little white sluts that love black cock take it however the man wants to give it to her. The other guy told his buddy that it was his turn to use the white slut’s ass. He then just pushed his cock onto the balls and started fucking her harder. Good Christian women turned the other cheek.In the van were what Jessa described as "a gang of criminals" - although really they were just men, many of them homeless, that she had met in town yesterday and invited to participate in today's scenario. She told the women that each of these men was an avowed rapist, that he would rape a girl every week to satisfy his foul lusts. She said she had invited them here, so they could rape these good Christian women - for really, wasn't it better that.