But wow, was it ever good.And Gary kept pouring me wine, and nobody made a big deal about my being there, but they didn't talk around me either, and M...ira sat beside me explaining anything that was being talked about that I wouldn't understand, almost like she was my translator or something.When everybody was finished, Michelle ran back to the galley and brought out some dessert. Gary had me try some dark, red wine he called port, to drink with this pear and walnut cake thing that Michelle had. As the ropes loosened and barrel knocked against barrel soon they were all floating around the cargo bay like some alcoholic asteroid field. Although lacking in weight the barrels kept their mass. Being hit by one could easily kill. John was loosing places to hide from Less Ruther while not knowing where he was and trying not to get hit by the beer. Even the throwing daggers that had missed continued to spin dangerously around. John had to keep his boots turned off to order to move fast enough.. It was getting a little chilly so we moved indoors. Max had had far too much to drink; he made his excuses and went to bed.Jaq, Mark and myself carried on chatting, Jaq making sure Mark could see up her short skirt. Jaq moved position and sat next to Mark on the sofa. Mark was a little shocked when Jaq began to stroke his leg. I could see the bulge appearing in in Mark's jeans. Mark looked over at me for approval. I winked at Mark and nodded my approval. Jaq leant in and began to kiss Mark.To. “Deeper, take it all!” Jake ordered and I did my best and it was difficult…so hard to breathe. I felt a slap to the back of my head and Jake ordered “all of it!” and I pushed my throat and my lips touched his pelvis. He had impaled my throat with cock! I held it as long as I could then pushed away and gasped for air and threw up a bit. Jake then grabbed my hair and said “again!” and I did it again and again. I never knew Jake could be this rough and it made me want him more. After a few.