Studying. As usual.She was wearing a light gray sweater with sleeves too long for her small arms and a light pink pair of track pants. With the way sh... was huddled, you would have thought she was trying to absorb the heat from the computer.Yet, she looked completely adorable ... and delectable. I quietly took off my shoes, although the cold floor bit into my sock-clad feet, and snuck my way behind her, avoiding her line of sight.The first inkling of my presence that she had was my hands being. Flushing, she rose from the floor and went to the laundry, adding her rag to the basket of whites. “Did you want this done?” she asked, stepping out of the laundry and calling back towards Brian. When he did not answer, she walked back towards him, her heels a little wobbly on the carpet, and tried again. “Brian, laundry?”“Yes, yes, of course” she heard him call back, and she reversed course, going into his bedroom to collect any remaining items, and checking the bathroom for used washrags and. As his tempo increased and he pumped himself faster and faster into her, he felt Amy match each thrust with a rocking of her hips that took every inch of him as deep inside her as she could get him. The rhythm of his strumming on her clit paced his strokes exactly.Amy’s cunt felt so good, too. In fact, Ben became aware that he probably wouldn’t last much more than another few minutes. But he wanted her to cum with him, so that their peaks of pleasure coincided. Just as he was about to slow his. Grudgingly Ishmael had been forced to agree with the young man, even if it meant offloading the cannon from the Virago and shipping it with powder and ball to the island and then placing it in a defensive position that he had to send men to build. He even agreed when Pedro insisted it would be manned around the clock. Thankfully, Dom Pedro had made that part easy on him. Until Dom Jose returned the gun would be manned by men from the Hawk.Now however he was confused as to why Dom Pedro wanted.