Your hands are already on my back, efficiently undoing the clasp on my bra, and tearing my panties down around my ankles as you lay me down on the gla...s. The sharks are swimming in predatory circles beneath us as our bodies steam up the glass. My mouth is on yours, then trailing downwards, while my hands hold yours next to your face. I pause here and there to run my tongue in lazy circles around your nipple before I take it in my teeth and I hear your gasp and smile to myself. Lower now, but. ‘Why won’t you talk?’ He asked. Her eyes boring into him, she seemed to be telling him that she wasn’t happy with how she was being treated, but he didn’t yet feel that he could do anything about that. The idea of her running free about the ship was impossible. Not only would she distract the men from their duties, she would be reminder that he had chosen to break the rules that the pirates lived by, but he didn’t want to tell her the latter reason for her captivity. ‘You know, I am keeping you. Then she turned around and faced the jet, hands in front, probably holding her pussy open. He could see her ass humping forward. Tom got up and went to his room to view this from top side. It was all being recorded so he would not miss anything. Looking out he could see her. She had her back arched, eyes closed and her pussy was pressed tight to the jet. Her mouth was open a little and now she was humping the side. Then she placed her arms on the pool ledge and laid her head on her arms. She. He started working to the best of his ability in between sobs. Ashieahe tore at his hair with both hands as her hips ground back and forth. She had an expression of utter sadistic bliss on her weathered face as she savagely ****d the mouth of this lovely thing four-and-a-half decades younger than her.The others, of course, kept torturing him, although only mildly. They teased him by hand, playing with his nipples and genitals and r****g his ass with fingers, whip-handles and candles. They.