She tried to coax down his load but nothing happened. Enslaved to her rebellious stomach, Snake’s throat adamantly refused to cooperate. Sweat leake... from her armpits and temples in tickling rivulets; the back of her neck felt syrupy hot. Every inhalation was like a fresh shot of semen straight up her nose. Advice once given by a college girlfriend came to mind: “Don’t hold it. Don’t think about it. Just swallow fast as you can.”Too late for that pearl of wisdom.Snake became very still, filling. Maybe King Tom would help pay for it.And, what else were we going to do? We had to stay near our prize. The seamen only needed so much practice trimming the sails. To tell the truth, us officers needed the practice more than they did, since they just had to do what we told them when we told them to, while we had to figure out what we wanted done and how to do it before we could give any orders. So, we exercised the hands aloft while working on my map. We checked on Sea Fortune about mid-day,. Not with another guy, at least.She had tried a lesbian, first.With cold calculation and firm intent, Karen had dressed in a sexy outfit, a jade green dress with a slit up the thigh, a black garter belt and net stockings, and as usual with her, no panties. Standing before her full-length looking glass, she had slowly lifted her skirt to judge the effect that she would have on a cunt-hungry dyke and had found the reflection so satisfying that she even wished she were nimble enough to go down on. .I kissed him again and he was rubbing my ass and cock...I was so hard!Of course, I was rubbing his cock through his pants and felt it respond. It felt so big. I unzipped his pants and got on my knees to pull them down as I wanted to see his manhood.I pulled his jeans off and was presented with a very large and growing cock. I was breathing heavy and felt lightheaded with lust. I started stroking his cock, and licking the head, his pre cum tasted good. I was drunk with cock.Once he got fully.