There were thirty nine Carts, two Hearths, and eight Swords aboard the submarine. The Carts were performing all of the normal functions of a submarine...crew except for weapons stations which were staffed by Swords. Despite being understaffed, the voyage from Inra had been without problems. They had taken their time in reaching their destination and had only arrived the previous day.“We need to establish a pick up point,” Sword Aleksy said.“I’ve got a good one. It’s far enough offshore of the. " Oh, Ruth, I can't. And don't talk about Barry that way. After all, we are almost engaged." Sure you can break it, honey. That little prick doesn't deserve you and besides, he's not man enough to satisfy you, or won't be once you learn the score." I know the score," Sarah said."Sure you do, honey. Wear your uniform to the party. Men dig a uniform, it makes them horny." Oh, Ruth," Sarah said, blushing."See how naive you are, baby girl? You've got to get away from your mommy and daddy. I have a. It wasn't that she was cruel or uncaring, but usually she was so lost in her work, that even when she got home, her mind was still there. She rarely noticed her children, except when she caught them doing something she thought was wrong. "You look like you have a headache, the way you keep closing your eyes." The surprises kept coming as she got up, and walked over to him, her shoulder still bare. "Would you like me to rub your temples?" She suited actions to words, and her hands on his head. I wince as you pull on my pinkish nipples to attach the clamps. You hand the candle to #8, passing her a red lighter, and allow her to set the candle alight. The wax slowly begins to cascade down the candle. #8, with a devious smile peering through her kissable lips, begins to let the wax drip down my shaved pussy. The wax feels good, and I can feel it mixing with the thickness of my pussy juices. She then pulls the clamps off. I shriek with pain, muffled by my gag. #8 gently licks my nipples,.