Because of the small apartment we lived in when I was growing up my bed was in the same room as my dad’s. It had been the same when we lived with my...grandparents when I was really young. When we moved into the apartment most nights I would get out of my bed and crawl in bed with my dad. He didn’t mind. After a while I just started going to bed with him instead of starting the night in my own bed. I slept with my dad every night from the time that I was 5 until I was 17 unless one of us was sick. Weapons on a ship can be a huge liability ... Just having that stuff around can make sailors think of how to mutiny when things get bad, or even when they’re good and decide they should have a bigger cut. I’ve seen it,” Coleman countered.“We could keep ‘em in the lockup,” Danica suggested.“Deck guns wouldn’t do much good in the lock up,” Coleman chuckled.“No, th’ other stuff. Swords an’ shields.”“War gear for the whole crew” Sixty swords and shields, plus extras in case of breakage, and. She was shocked by the sudden pain and burning sensation in her ass. I pulled my fingers out of her and spit on her pink, puckered hole and pushed three fingers in her ass. She had braced herself for another attack on her ass. This time, it didn’t hurt her as much. The sensation of having her ass stretched and finger fucked was pleasant. She relaxed and let the feeling wash over her. “Stand up,” I ordered and pulled my fingers out of her. She obeyed immediately. I reached for a rope and. It was a small step, but it was a big leap for men like us. It was an ever lasting moment. I could remember how the softness of her boob under my fingers changed into the hardness of her nipple.When my middle finger was resting directly over the tip of her tit, I let it rest there for a moment, as if to capture the moment for a second. I didn’t press on her tit. Neither did I try to squeeze it between my fingers. I was afraid she could still be ignorant, though it is impossible. After some.