Then, letting his tongue dance along the path his fingers had just travelled, he soon centered his artful tongue on my protruding nub. His one aim; to...make it rise against his lips.He continually stabbed at it or pulled on it; making it rise from its hooded hiding place.He pressed himself against my rear, just slightly separating the cheeks so his hard arousal could rest between them. I knew he wanted to press it into me, for I could feel his arousal quiver as its head rested against that tight. Her strict Catholic upbringing taught her that all this was wrong, and she should not enjoy such hedonistic things. Now she was afraid she was going to lose her husband and their marriage. She had to do a lot of thinking, and make some serious decisions. Jake got home late that afternoon. He was still angry, and just did not want to go home. Finally, he did go home to face another evening of sexual frustration. When he got home, he was greeted with a surprise. He walked in from the. "First things, first. I want you men to throw the bodies over the side after you strip them of their weapons and gold. You boys, come over here and sit down," I snarled out.The men started cleaning up the dead while my ladies watched from the ships. Within ten minutes, the deck was cleared of the major wreckage and the wounded had been seen to. There were very few and I dispatched the worse of them. I was talking to the boys and I learned they were all nine years old and were powder monkeys,. . She pulled away after what seemed like an age... my heart was racing... She smiled, "You had best come in then...", as she turned, inviting me inside her flat.Once inside, I realised my jeans were bulging after what had just happened. Trying to adjust myself before she noticed, I asked her what she needed doing. "That can wait sweetie" she replied as she led the way into the living room. She sat gacefully on the couch. I was stood in the door way, very unsure of myself. Mrs North must have.