She took a sip from her freshened drink. “Well, it all started in bed. I guess most of the stories you hear here start there,” she nervously chuck...ed. “My husband and I have been together for over twenty years, but still love having sex as much as we did when we were first together in our mid-teens.”“That’s so good,” I smiled.“Yes,” she beamed. “Yes it is. One of the things we’ve both always enjoyed, especially after an intense session, is when he’s ready to cum, he’ll pull out and aim his. As an orphan. You really think I’d jeopardize him any more than he already was? Hell, John, I haven’t heard a peep from you since she came out here and dragged you away from me. What the fuck did you expect me to do? I had my own life to protect, and now I have my son’s too!”“I know,” Dave began his apology, “and I can’t say as I blame you. The last year has been hell for me, too, thinking about you every day, wanting to see you again, and still needing to find out who I was before I washed up. She kept going and was bobbing her head rather fast and actually sucking on every up-stroke. Soon I started to moan. This only made her raise her hands, one to my nipple the other to my balls. Kneading my balls and tweaking my nipple I didn’t last long. Soon I was shooting my saved up load deep in her throat. Rope after rope shot deep into her mouth. I could hear her moaning and sucking harder. Soon I had to pull her off she was sucking so hard looking to drain me of all the cum she could get.. She kept her eyes on the ground, mostly, because she knew some of the men who'd come to deal with the captain.They rowed back out to the ship, and moments later were headed further south.Noia had the morning watch, and she was lazing next to the sheet she's been assigned, ready for a command, when the captain came up to her. "It is as you said. The Count is dead." Long live the Count!" Noia replied bitterly."There is already trouble. The new Count has tried to claim tolls on the roads. He.