The chemicals impregnated in the body suit that I was wearing were dripping into my system. I knew that I was becoming weaker by the day. I had heard ...bigail warned that soon her baby doll would have to go away for a few days, but when she returned she would be a real baby doll. Abigail was so excited and held me so tight, rocking me in her arms. The feeling of helplessness was intense. My existence of being fed, winded, nappy changed, bathed and dressed was totally controlled by the girl that. .I...oh, dad!My daughter started to sigh as I began to hold her breasts in my hands, I could feel herapprehension starting to ease, and my cock began to get rock hard as I pressed it againstmy daughter's ass.OK, now pull down your partner's top so that you can feel her exposed bare breasts.Mom, I can't reach.., I heard someone say. Me and my daughter turned to watch as theson tried to remove her mother's top. Watching her remove her top and expose her titsto her son was such a turn on, I leaned. Just as if it’s a schoolgirl’s lolly. Do you think you can do that?” Heidi just shuddered and it was my turn to slap a bottom. I gave her a really hard smack on the fullness of her softness and she yelped loudly. “Answer, slave,” I ordered. “Unless you’d like to feel a strap across your bottom.” “I ...”‘m sorry, Sir ... yes ... I think I can do that ...” “Then do it!” My lust was rising fast as the girl’s blonde head bent and I felt my knob slipping between the wet-warm lips. Delicious! With a. Instead, he had the men work until sunset. For their supper, the men received ale as compensation for the missed grog, whilst a steady trickle of women made their way aboard. By Admiralty rules, when a King’s ship was in harbour, the wives — self-proclaimed or real — were allowed on board.It was dark already when a boat approached the Asia where a lusty orgy was in progress between the decks, and the boatman had some difficulty making himself heard over the ruckus. The midshipman of the watch.