It seems that most men who aren't overweight have fairly good legs when you shave off the hair and put stockings and heels on them. I don't know why t...at is, but check for yourself if you don't believe me.Anyway, I knew that my legs looked pretty good and I stopped in front of him and just stood there waiting for his eyes to travel up to my face. He made a leisurely trip out of it, stopping briefly at my hips (padded) and my waist (cinched in by the corset) and my, ummm bosom (also padded and. Proud of our ship, our family, our crewmates.”“During that journey, we will have trials and tribulations. Losses and gains. But as we have in the past, we will go through them together. Just remember that no matter what, we are family, we are the Seward’s Folly. As long as one of us stands, so stand all of us.”During the past months, we have lost friends and family. But we have also made new friends. And new members have joined the family. We lost a Captain. Some despaired when Commodore Greene. I started at the base, where his sack joined the shaft and licked up toward the tip, he liked that, and I giggled. I kissed the tip. Then I angled him down a bit and planted a row of kisses from the tip to the base on top; having him like this, hearing his reactions and feeling his cock pulse with each heartbeat turned me on, I licked him again and again, but I was too scared to put it in my mouth.Once he was nice and wet, I began stroking him, his moans became low, breathy whispers of “oh. Listening to her cry broke my heart–I’m such a softie. Finally I sighed. I was going to get no sl**p with her crying like that and I was feeling bad about it also. “Amy, come here.” She didn’t move. “Amy, come here,” I ordered. She still didn’t react. “Bitch, don’t make me come over there,” I threatened. She got up with sob and shuffled over to my bed. I lifted my blanket. “Get in.” “What?” “I said, get in.” “Please don’t hurt me,” she pleaded as she got in, laying face to face with me. “Even.