I'm so glad that he made the first move, he slide his body down and grabbed my cock and started to suck it, oh wow!! that was feeling good and I could...'t believe I was seeing someone sucking on it, that was the first time someone did it, my mind was going crazy, something was running all over my body, I was having a wonderful time so after a little while, I did the same, I grabbed his cock and suck on it, mmmmm the experience was great, I liked how his cock was feeling inside my mouth, I was. He stood almost two feet taller and was at least three times as heavy, but his lip quivered, and he didn’t dare meet my eye. “Ma’am, yes ma’am!” He sputtered through his tusks.“Do you know anything about the poker games being played during night watch hours?” I asked, and placed my hand against his crotch. “N-n-no ma’am!” He stammered. Oh, he was stirring beneath my palm. I grinned up at him. “Are you sure, Captain?” “Y-y-yes ma’am!” I reached into his trousers, and pulled out his foot-long. I looked up the near ridge bathed in the early afternoon sunlight and there on a rocky outcrop lay a large mother wild cat of some kind with two of the cutest bundles of fluff rollicking over and around her. The scene made me think of my babies. A lone tear spilled, as my heart convulsed. Only a sharp intake of breath saved me from sobbing at my loss and untenable predicament. There was no way I could give into my grief. This was not the time for introspection. I understood, that again. I felt like I was floating, feeling his fingers sliding deep inside me. I felt my body responding to his casual control of me. He let my nipple go and I felt my flesh tingling. His fingers drove into me over and over. I looked up at his face and saw him looking at me almost with a small cruel smile on his face. I pulled at my hands and felt no movement. His hand around my wrist might as well have been a pair of handcuffs. Strangely this proof of helplessness turned me on even more. I felt.