I was becoming very excited, and my breathing was getting heavier. My nipples were aching, but I didn’t dare move. I wanted to reach out to twist th...m but was scared of what might happen. The pain added to my pleasure.She must have sensed the pain I was in because next I was lowered flat on the desk. My hands were brought to my breasts. With hers on top of mine, we kneaded and pinched my nipples. That is until she leaned forward and started licking my pussy. My legs were spread even wider, and. She was coated in a sheen of sweat and glistened in the sunlight coming through the big bay windows, adding to her loveliness."Daddy, I'm going to cum! Please, Daddy, please make me cum! Please! I want to cum for you!" she begged. He increased his thrusts to finish her climb to Mount Orgasm. He wanted to get her off again as well and in a few final strokes, he did."Oh Daddy, I'm cuumminnggg! Ohhh!" she screamed out as a gush of pussy juice flooded her young womb and bathed his cock in its warm. Assume that we’re going three knots, okay? Assume a 12-hour day and a 12-hour night. Traveling at a rate of three nautical miles per hour for 12 hours, we would have traveled 36 nautical miles in the dark. The horizon, on the other hand, was only four or five miles away assuming that I was ten or so feet up. Call it a maximum of ten miles from one side to the other, that I could see from the quarterdeck. Thus, there would have been about 25 miles of coastline that I completely missed while it. He dropped his hand to Jobe's head. The big shepherd licked his hand.Jobe was real, the couch he was sitting on was real, but the flat screen TV hung suspended in midair. Where there should have been walls and a ceiling was nothing but pale-blue light."What's going on?" he asked. The sound was flat, as if it hadn't traveled very far.Jobe turned in a circle.Scott stood and walked to where there should have been a wall. His hand passed through the space. Jobe followed as he explored the.