Even more so when with a clatter of feet a dozen or more sailors appeared as if from nowhere and stood looking at us/her. ‘Cor..look at that’ / �...jeeze, she’s frigging lovely’ / ‘lucky fella, wish I had her’, ‘know what to do with that’ / ‘wow, what a night she would make’..the murmerings were increasing… I was just about to shout out when ‘Sailors, Report back to stations’!.The commanding voice belonged to the Captain of the sub. The sailors immediatley disapeared below. The Captain came down,. Helen held the girl by her waist at all times, the threat of the handgun constantly imminent. Completely blind, she could only follow the woman that had put her into this, wherever she'd go. She was shaking in fear as they walked, but a few jabs of the gun's point forced her to compose herself.They reached a big cruise ship. It was about to set sail, Helen had timed it perfectly. Noise from the crowded vessel was heard throughout the ship, drowning any soft moan. After quickly checking in the. A young waiter came to their table and took their order. Papa saw how Angela looked at the man, he was in his 20’s, good looking with black hair and blue eyes, tall and lean. “Baby do you want him for our adventure?” “Yes Papa, I think he will do just nice.”The waiter came back with their breakfast, and could not help but stare at Angela’s full breasts. She smiled without looking up, murmuring her thanks when he said bon appétit. When they were eating the waiter kept waking around their table,. "I am now at work, so, Marina, take a tenant unpack things, food, drink, lay me to sleep ..." - in the form of an order, but not without humor, gave instructions to his father. Marina sat me on the couch, poured hot tea and began enthusiastically to disassemble my bags. Do not shy (apparently I do not accept him as a man), it sagged so much that I could see every detail of her rounded womanly hips and translucent panties, under which it was happening! that no tale to tell ... My Lenka only.