Phir usne mera ek gadda(mattress) zameen pe bichaya aur uspe ek purani bed sheet daal di. Aur mujhe sarson ka tel lane ko kaha jo main ek katori mein ...e aaya.Phir usne mujhe saare kapde utarne ko bola toh maine wohi kia aur apni tshirt, lower or baniyan utar di aur jaise hi chaddi(underwear) utar rha tha toh usne kaha itni kya jaldi hai aur muskara dia. Main bhi uski baat sunke jhep gya but mann hi mann khush hua, laga ki kuch baat ban sakti hai.Phir main peet k baal let gya aur wo acche se. Shun. Shun.Why the hell was DeKalb empty? There should have been people running around. I had raided the cop shop and a 24-hour Walgreens without seeing a soul. I really should go back and look for messages near the phone or the top cop's desk. DeKalb had a National Guard building. I should check there, too. I had no idea where the county sheriff hung out. Maybe a phone book would help. I found an open window on the clubhouse and made my way in. The air had a stale quality to it, as if nobody. None the less we made it in time for the sailing. We even made it a little early.We were assigned a spot in the crew quarters. The Russian Chic wasn't bothered by the accommodations, so I wasn't either. We quickly learned that our job also included making sure the ship was secure while it was docked, as well as fighting off pirates on the high seas. Port security included being on hand when the sensitive cargo was loaded."The cargo will come aboard in about an hour," the captain said. "You must. Giving my dick a little squeeze with one hand, she began to unzip my shorts with the other. Since i didn’t have on any underwear, my dick immediately popped free from my shorts.“isn’t that better?” Bj asked as she began to stroke up and down.By this time i didn’t even bother to reply. I just held onto the rope and supported our weight with my arms. I really didn’t expect what was to come next. I assumed she would continue jacking me off until i would cum. But i was wrong.Bj reached between us.