Eve considered that she was an exception because she was the daughter of Patrick and rightfully sailed forth on his flagship to seek booty and slaves ...or the benefit of the clan.They were down now to only four raiding ships in good enough condition to withstand the rough seas and manage to outrun the slower Englander boats that seldom ventured far from the coastline. Back in the time when Patrick was first taken as a slave and brought to the fortressed village, they were running more than a. She still had her sarong wrapped around her and knotted and he thought back on the moment she'd torn it off to get the hot spilled coffee away from her delicate skin. She was as flat as a boy because she was a boy, but...somehow that seemed a joke now; some dream or memory within a dream.Kirby put the remote control aside and slipped down off his chair onto his knees. The carpet was thick and giving and he crawled a little ways toward the couch, silently, stealthily. He stopped on the other. Pulling open the bottom drawer, she proudly displayed a whole drawer of BDSM equipment! There were ropes of varying lengths, paddles, gags, blindfolds, nipple clamps... everything a Master could want in hardware for play! The only thing I was missing was a dungeon! “Sir,” she said with a small bow. “Please Lawan,” I said as I stood up, "call me Master.” Lawan smiled at me again, “Yes, Master,” she said, dropping to her knees and sitting on her heels with her head lowered and her hands in her. Drank a lot. Once we were feeling the full effects of the alcohol, I had to get one of those nipples in my mouth again. Before long I was licking her clit and working both tits at the same time. This happened three times that night. Finally about 3:00 in the morning I couldn’t take it any more. “Kerri, I still haven’t cum and my dick is really sore. I need to do something with it.” She told me, “I’m sorry, I’ve been very rude and selfish.” As she shoved her tongue down my throat again, she.