Something about gaining total power over a woman, owning her body and soul.Come sail with meUpon the seaOf heart and mindAnd you shall findA love that...binds.We'll navigateYon narrow straitTo lands unknownUp windward passInto your... soul.It was a rather roundabout way of trolling for back-passage sex, but at least it more or less rhymed. He paid my fee and took out a two-time insertion in the Personals column of a well-known weekly."Hello, Mr. Wordsmith. I got a response from a woman who's. Monday morning, we meet everybody at Northwood Headquarters again. We are shown to the same conference room where we meet up with everybody from the last meeting with a few more Brits in the mix.Shaking the First Sea Lord’s hand, I say, “I hope you don’t mind me skipping out, but my people know what I want, and it is time for me to let them spread their wings to see how well they fly. I need to talk to the guys from MI5. And, there is no reason for them to be involved in these negotiations. Is. .." I was surprised that she hadn't moved, she was still in the same position as she'd been in when I first walked into the room. If anything she's moved her leg, giving me an even better view of her cotton covered pussy. It was then that she looked down at the unmistakable bulge in my pants and smiled. "Do you like what you see?" she said, looking back up into my eyes. Again I was lost for words but eventually managed a reply. "Y-y-yes," I stammered, "I do, you're gorgeous Hazel."Still staring. More, she needed more stimulation. She couldn’t let it end here.She continued sucking him off, refusing to let him go flaccid. Once he had regained his erection, she sat up and moved onto his lap, letting him enter her. She gasped in happiness as his cock slid into her pussy and began rocking back and forth on it. Xavier lied back with a satisfied smirk, watching as her tight, teen ass bob across his lap like a rolling pin. The way she was moving left him breathing heavy, the sensation of his.