What was I doing, I thought, stood in here talking to some k** through the fucking wall? "No, and at this rate you're the only person I'll ever meet ...ere!" As I turned the lock on the door, Ian said "wait, just talk to me for a bit, unless you have something better to do?" I didn't, and sat down on the closed lid of the toilet. "what's up, mate?" I asked. Suddenly, a small circle was removed from the wall, and I could see Ian peering through with a big grin. "I made this" he began, "just. He pulled out of me and ordered me to roll over but before I did I took his cock in my mouth some more and sucked it a few times to tase my cum on his cock then I rolled over and he pulled my hipps up in the air but pushed my legs together and he slid in behind me and pushed his cock in my pussy again and started pounding away at my pussy again and I was moaning like a cat purring he pounded my pussy for what seemed like hours My head was burried in my pillow while he had his way with me then. He grabbed her hand as she stroked his chest and pushed it between his legs. The arc of his erection was rock hard, straining against his trousers. “I think you need some breathing room down there,” she said, loosening his belt. “I need more than that,” he said. She could see his color rise as she unbuttoned him, and pulled the slacks off. She slid her hands down the outsides of his legs as she did so, and then massaged her way up his legs to the tops of his muscular thighs, stopping just at. When a radio message came, I slipped into a rowboat, then a carriage, then onto a horse. The next day I saw my three newest ships. They had been stripped and cleaned just like the others but there were no crews. The man in charge was not at any previous meeting. He said, "How do you like them?" They look good but I'm not much of a sailor. Are the sails and cordage good? Do the hulls leak a lot? Is there a lot of rot?" Milord, the ships are fair and they will get you to any destination you wish..