.. I loved it, vibrated and spit it out, wet K's ass.- What a delicious ass! Little ass like that it can't be wasted! It has tô be well treated, well...eaten, right? Huh?- Go, mom eat, eat me.- Mommy, go, eat well. My boy's ass... My Jeff's sweet ass.... See, you want to?- Fuck me mom, fuck me.- Three little fingers, right in the bottom, right in your ass.- Stick it in, stick it in!- I lied, I lied.... Whoever said that I held on, I put four on my boy, on my Jeff? That's good, ok? Scratching like. At the back of the enemy fleet, two more of these “galeas” flanked a massive behemoth—with twice the number of oars as a galea in two vertical banks of oars per sideArrayed against them to my rear were two hundred and ten of my warriors. Thirty archers stood on the left flank. To their right, one hundred eighty warriors roared challenges at the enemy. They looked ferocious; faces and bodies painted for war, they looked like savages lusting for battle. Strong arms shook swords, axes, and. Another part wondered what my mother would think if she could see me now. She'd die of shock right on the spot, no doubt. The very idea that her daughter would be seen with such common trash was scandalous. That her daughter would be engaged in sexual activity with such low-bred creatures--criminals and outlaws, no less--was even worse. That thought made me wonder again why I was cooperating with the captain. Why wasn't I fighting his every advance, screaming at his touch, spitting on his face. Andrea was spending less and less time at the office and more with her attractive niece. She knew her staff was competent, in more ways than one, and so she devoted her time to convincing the girl she was about to be overwhelmed with sexual desires she could not control. Although a total fabrication, the impressionable teen was convinced her aunt was telling her the truth, especially after being so candid with her about her mother's past. Vickie, of course, had no idea that everything she had.