I twirled my tongue around his hard meaty length, hearing my husband moan at my oral skills. I stroked the length of his shaft a few times then deep t...roated him. Steve was groaning and moving his hips slowly, fucking my face. I removed his cock and gave the tip a few delicate kisses.”\“Make sure it’s as hard as that when I get back!” I giggled “Shall I bring his come back in my pussy or ass?”Steve laughed and said.“Why not both?”I scooped up my bag which now had a rather large life like cock. More interestingly was what the four larger vessels were doing. They too had changed course so that their transit would take them northeast of the San Fernando's current position. If matters continued the way Captain de Barceló envisioned it, the Portuguese would eventually have him trapped between the xebec and the other vessels leaving no choice but to head out towards either the east or the west. If he headed to the east he would enter Moorish waters which meant he might encounter Moorish. Surely it was more charismatic than I could be and then I knew little about his girlfriend, telling her what to do and how to move it did not seem to be the case.I sighed delicately and I got up feeling the myriad of drops beating against the raincoat hood of the red k-way I was wearing, this was swollen on my back as it also covered the backpack I wore on my shoulders.The other two also wore one, Omar black while his girlfriend, Linda, had one with a camouflage pattern.> I said nodding to the. The barmaid said something to the drinking man and he put his arm around her waist. She laughed back at him, sliding out of his grip. She added another comment that put the whole table in an uproar. The woman straightened her black bodice and patted down her knee-high skirt, spun with a smile and she walked over to us. Her skirt and top were revealing compared to a nurse’s dress, but still tasteful and certainly proper to me. In this time period, I think her attire wouldn’t get her in a church..