While that had never before proven to matter much either when it comes to sex, I can’t deny that seeing it and holding it was intensely arousing. I ...oved the way his cock filled my hand, my fingers not reaching around him, the weight of it and the silk-like skin, and the way his big balls hung heavy and masculine in their soft sack, warm and supple and utterly masculine. I wanted to play and explore and take it in my mouth, and I was so wet!My plan to kneel and suck the two of them was foiled. Only if you press charges. Beg your pardon for my independent initiative, early this morning, I informed all ports within range, our boat was stolen. If that oversteps...”“You did well, Captain Laura. Yes, please inform Madagascan officialdom, I intend to bring charges. Don’t look shocked! Demotion was a temporary necessity until I learned to trust you. Now I do. You are relief captain, my second, and in full command in my absence.”“Thank you, Sir!” Laura attempts, fails, can’t avoid appearing. Her thighs stiffened. She gave a hushed, surprised “Oh!” Her head fell back and she gasped irregularly, her hips arching.The surprise on her face softened when she felt him angle his cock toward her center. She continued to gasp, her breath wobbly and her staring eyes seeming to plead helplessly for him to fill her. His cock touched her outer lips. Her thighs fell open again and her pelvis lifted, her labia kissing then encircling his cock.Clark moved forward. Sally exhaled with the pleasure of. Obviously the landlord put this on to attract people to his pub, and it was always pretty full, mostly blokes, and they were standing in groups or sitting at tables talking amongst themselves. Some were playing pool or darts in another part of the bar. There were TVs displaying stuff like wet T-shirt contests but you didn’t have a crowd of blokes huddled round watching it, any more than you had a bunch of blokes at the bar ogling. Sure, they would come in the pub and appreciatively see the.