"When are you going to marry me?" I haven't said Yes."Then say it now." I can't make a commitment now, I really can't. Let's not talk about marriage, ...et's talk about this." She squeezed his cock again. "You've got a nice boner down there. Don't you want to do something with it?" You're a witch." I thought you said I was sexy and beautiful." I'd like to eat your ass." Yummy. And after that?" After that I'll fuck it." Will you eat my pussy too?" I'll suck strawberries out of your cunt." Oh, boy.. We came upstream slower than down and I had to talk to all of my crew. They would know who was who because I was going to introduce them.We tied up much quicker this time and without any theatrics or mud. I was the first off the ship and ran to Clovis. Part of me wanted to act like I was a boy and Clovis was my father and I let that portion rule and hugged the man. He hugged me back but I saw a questioning look in his eyes.I went around and hugged and kissed those that needed it and hugged and. It is never a lot and always extremely erotic. My wardrobe consists of bustiers, corsets made with whalebone that lace tight cinching my waist and push-up bras in a rainbow of colors. In matching colors, Master dresses me below the waist even more scantly, just garter belts, hose or lacey-topped stay-ups. You see I have no panties I must immediately be available to service Master’s needs. He also purchased me an array of stiletto heels in matching colors. He always tops off my lingerie with one. Not a classic beauty, nor the clichéd cat-walk model, but a kind of quietly confident, every-day attractiveness. The woman’s breasts were gently rising and falling as she breathed slowly, but sensuously. Becky traced the woman’s body with her eyes, taking in her beautiful, milky-white, soft skin. Becky couldn’t help herself, immediately reaching out to stroke the woman’s stomach, very softly, tantalisingly. The woman responded by closing her eyes and murmuring softly to herself in full.