In one seemingly almighty moment, Meg had an orgasm, coating my fingers with her juices. I continued on though, not stopping while she came. I couldn'... tell whether it was one long orgasm, or two happening one after the other, there seemed to be no space in between. But whatever was happening with Meg's body and my oral ministrations, she was loving it. I made to continue fingering and licking her, but a breathless Meg stopped me. "Oh God Lucy," she breathed. "You're driving me crazy with this.. I sighed "You're drunk, aren't you?"He smirked and winked "You bet your sweet ass I am!" He gave my ass a quick spank.I gasped a little then slapped his hands off "You know I don't like it when you do that."He held his hands up "Not my fault your ass is perky I mean come on."I smirked "I'll let that one slide Andy."He put his hands together then bowed his head "Why thank you."I laughed at him and we sat talking for about half an hour. I was getting a little tired. He lied down on my bed his. Between Beauchamp’s threats and Gérard’s imposing frame, all but two or three sailors decided the game was not worth the candle. The two or three who learned the hard way paid for the lesson.The last rounds for Gérard were far more serious. Black Weasel was attacked by the crew of a privateer who had thrown away his letter of marq and decided to go into business for himself. Gérard was only a so-so sword and knife fighter but he was an expert wrestler and in the end more than one of the. Why don’t I take you home with me now? He can take the first trip tonight.”They did it that way. She showed Mrs. Jackson the house before Sam drove her home.“Did you get the route?” she asked him.“I want to go over the route a couple of times in the daylight. She had never made the trip at night, and she got a little confused.”“I want you to be able to find her.”“So do I,” Sam said. “I’ll take the trip a couple of times and get the shortest route in my mind.”Sunday was terribly hot and.