"Yeah it'll be fun and if it gets up Miss Social Workers nose then so thebetter," she said. "When?" I asked nervously."Well there's no time like the p...esent, let's go to my place," she saiddraining the last of her coffee and lifting our two mugs she headed tothe kitchen, calling over her shoulder. "You get Melissa, and I'll meetyou at the car." I walked over and lifted Melissa, still not quite believing that I wasabout to do this, but somewhere deep down I had the feeling that it wouldturn out. I barely make enough money to pay my rent, my student loans and eat. Then you come strolling up – a guy who owns a studio at 19 years old!”“My family trust owns the studio,” Phil corrected. “I’m just the trustee appointed to run things. Look, a year ago, I was just a college kid who didn’t know his ass from his elbow. Sure, my family owns a ton of stuff – and they’ve given some of it to me. To be honest, outside of mowing lawns when I was a kid, I’ve never earned a penny that didn’t come from. Lana urged her friend’s legs apart. Bobby moved between the redhead’s incredibly slim, but well-shaped legs. A shudder went through him when Lana grasped his cock and centered it on Desiree’s soaking wet pussy. ‘Go ahead, Bobby! Put it in!’ Lana exclaimed and tugged on his cock. Bobby lowered his hips and began to press his swollen organ into Desiree. She was tighter than he anticipated, and it took more than a little effort to get in. ‘Ohhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Too big!!! It’s tooo big!!!!’. Meanwhile, the rest of the boarding party slipped quietly down into the fo'c'sle and stole whatever they could find; the main intent was to take as much as they could without waking the sleeping men. Mostly, they got away with knives and a few coins; nothing big or really important to anyone but the owner. They slipped away and returned to the Elizabeth.The next day, a watcher was posted on a hill overlooking the cove to keep watch on the two pirate crews and observe developments. That evening.