I whipped the shit out of him with the end of a kangaroo leather whip. I didn’t give a fuck how he explained the welts to his wife. In exchange, I r...turned the favor to him and his brother, chewing and gnawing their dicks and letting them fuck me in my throat. Clint Snyder was a goddamn freak. “That’s right, pussycat, how’s Daddy’s cock in your little throat? Mrggg...” he moaned while I opened wide. He then squirted on my face and titties, rubbing it all over my caramel brown skin. "Damn, baby,. ‘So? What’s it to you?’ He got up from the table. ‘You’re too thin, Xiara. Why? Why have you done this to yourself? The whelps on your arms, the dried blood on your back and shoulders…help me understand.’ I scoffed loudly, my disbelief showing. ‘You already know why.’ Instantly, he got angry. ‘So you thought that destroying every single fucking thing that was beautiful about you will bring me back? Is that it?!’ I shook my head. ‘It wasn’t about having you back. It was about stopping all the. The poor woman had been so changed by her experience with the pirates that she could only think of such depraved matters even when rescue was in the offing.Charity whimpered in Kalinda’s arms expecting the worst from her perspective of a confirmed pessimist in unknown circumstances. Kalinda did her best to reserve judgement because the yacht was at least flying the colors of a recognized European country and not some “fly-by-night” banana republic.The small landing boat had a crew of four. They. It felt like his cock was going to burst free of its cloth prison all by itself. It felt like if she so much as breathed on it, he would shoot off like a rocket all over her.She took off his shoes and socks first, tossing them impatiently to one side.Her hand trembled as she reached for the button at the waistband of his jeans. Her knuckles brushed against his belly, making the skin there jump again, and also making his cock twitch. Slowly, she undid the top button and slid the zipper down,.