It was great not having to worry about the next cargo or where the next load of fuel was coming from.I personally owned over 700 pounds of gold, and E...len owned nearly 500. At 16 ounces per pound and an average of 2000 dollars per ounce we were quite comfortable. The ship's account was in the very comfortable range of middling eight digits and our insurance was paid for two years. I felt that we could relax in comfort.It was april first.Our three new crewmen needed some acclimatization time. “Oh that feels so good. Don’t stop. Lick me faster, Robert.” Robert is my father's name. She thought it was my father licking her pussy. I licked my stepmother's pussy until she came. I had just told her I was going to make her feel good, except when I did it, she thought it was my father. She squirted her pussy juices into my mouth. My stepsister never did that, but my stepmother sure as hell did. It was the sexiest thing I ever saw and the best thing I ever tasted. I then got on top of my. She looked questioningly at the load atop the mule. "Will it be alright, do you think?" Hell woman, I carried a whole building up there. Ain't no way it's gonna fall." He puffed up his chest, checking the tautness of the rope he had just finished tying across Mary's trunk and securing to the mule. "Not once I've tied her into place."Without any further conversation, the man slapped the mule's hind quarter and got her moving. Mary stood fixed to the spot. He'd said he had no wagon but the fact. “haan mujhe apni maa ki choot chahiye. Itna chatoonga hi apki pani dus bar girega.” “arre kitne bade badon ne choda hai mujhe par aaj tak mere samne koi bhi jyada dher nahi khel paya hai. Tum to abhi bacche ho…seekh jayoge.!!” “aap sikha dogi na….” I asked wettign my lips and staring at her crotch. She was fingering herself. “kyon nahi…tere se itna chudhwaoongi ki tu bhi kya yaad rakhega. Mere saath aaj thak koi mard pura khel paya hai. Saare ke saare bhosandi wale jaldi jhad jate hai. Mere ko.