Soft quick kisses to my nipples, my chest, lower and lower."You might want to get this on film," she said as she stroked my cock. I steadied myself, n... easy task, and zoomed in as Jill tongued her way up the shaft. She winked as I snapped the shots rapidly, then sucked the head into her mouth.My cock was engulfed by her warm lips and soft tongue. She sucked me in halfway, slid her lips back, then took in the whole shaft in a quick move. Bobbing back and forth, Jill reached under and caressed my. I am not proud of these desires, these interests. They sicken me, and I wish…they’d go away. But please, don’t be afraid of me.” My voice caught in my throat, and damning tears of both impotent rage and frustration, sprung to my eyes. I heard only the soft rustle of her dress scape against the chair, and found myself enveloped in her arms. Horrified at this act of clemency and compassion, I sobbed into her breast. She cradled me in her arms, gently rocking me. After a while, I was in a position. The captured ships brought freed slaves from Hunter Island and the mainland, they brought any cargo or loot that the soldiers wanted to carry, and they brought more than a few women who probably weren’t rescued slaves.I had to mentally say “not my problem” and shrug. As long as they came from places that had attacked our men as they went by, they were probably the only survivors from their homes. It was either carry them off as loot, or kill them as troublemakers.It was getting on towards. Then she was out one night and she met him, his name was Alex, he was so sexy and the first man she had properly been attracted too in a long time. They spent the night talking and it was then she realised she was still young; she didn’t have to carry on in a broken relationship just because neither of them wanted to admit it was over so she ended it. She had started spending time with Alex just as friends but she couldn’t deny or ignore the sexual tension that sparked between them. They had.