Well, I soon had that off and we spent the rest of the evening in bed. That’s the kind of woman Sheila is. She also looks good, clothed or not. She�...�s twenty-eight, a brunette with wavy hair just below her shoulders, one hundred-eighteen pounds, thirty-four B-cup, but it’s a full cup, narrow waist and lovely hips and long legs beneath. She’s five-six and naked she looks really great. Her boobs are really nice, firm, tipped with dark pink nipples that get excited so easily. I just love getting. Well them wat!I had convert me into a srip dancer………..I first open my sweater ito his mouth..He just brush in his face and keep i down and then m trying to open my jeans as its so tite.. I had give a part to of leg to my boss to help me to gett dis out and just got back of my boss brushes my boobs with t-shirt into my boos shouders.Well now am with my t-shirt and my blue panties and with the bit i m shaking my ass and my boobs with my hand and removing the t-shirt and held my boobs in my hand. When I was dribbling and gasping he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I felt his rubber clad hand push down between my legs, his slippery finger at my messy hole. He pushed a finger in to me making me gasp. He held out a small bottle and said sniff. I smelt chemicals and felt a rush run through me. He told me to put my feet up on the frame around the toilet making me very exposed. He worked a second finger in to me, rushing I relaxed, leaking mess around his gloved fingers. He said good boy. His hands flew and he looked very graceful as his sword pricked thigh after thigh, dropping another four. ‘Stop!’ The captain’s raised voice echoed through the room. Calico backed off and lowered his blade. The remaining guards started to surge forward but the captain’s voice cracked again like a whip, calling them off. The guards retreated, muttering under their breath. As Calico turned toward the Captain, the Captain bowed. ‘I did you a disservice, good sir.’ He said, as Calico returned the.