You can make it up the same way you’ve paid night after night for the things I bought you that first night we spent together. Now don’t mention it...again.’ Alex smiled broadly and spread her legs. She happily gave her husband easier access to her pussy. She sighed and agreed, ‘Yes, Jim.’ Alex was good to her word as always. After they carried in her books she expressed a desire to begin making her first payment. As she stripped, she said, ‘Honey, you have a decision to make.’ ‘Oh?’ Alex. I was literally buried between her fleshy thighs. She had a loud first climax. Then I allowed her to undress completely and then me too. We moved to the kitchen. I asked her to make some juice. The condition – no clothes. Only an apron around her front. She looked really yummy this way. My hand never left her a second and we were like sixteen year olds. Appreciating her need for roughness I tried out a variety of things into her cunt. She kept her ass jutting backwards so that her cunt was. It was so damn painful my eyes watered slightly. I remained silent though, and in a matter of seconds the pain eased. With her pillow she dried my wound. I enjoyed the feeling of having someone touching and caring for me."Where did you learn how to do this?" I asked."I learnt how to mend wounds when I was very little. I had to do it to myself all the time."Erika showed me her left wrist where a two-inch cut had only just started to heal. She must have been cutting herself recently."Why do you. Me boarding party found the surviving crew with no stomach for a fight and I clapped the healthy ones into irons and set them below to man the pumps as if their life depended upon it ... which it did. The crew was in a bit of a mind for some sport, but keeping both of our damaged ships afloat was now wee bit more important stretching out a few fresh rosebuds. The more randy, led by me helmsman Nasty Ned, took their release upon the crippled and wounded, and a few of the more intact corpses. Now.