By now I was moaning really loudly.Every fibre of my body and mind wanted me to climax. Again Mary asked in an almost whispered voice, “Do you want ...o orgasm?” I couldn’t help myself. I was too far gone. I'd never felt so desperate to have an orgasm. I called out, “Yes, yes.”Mary moved her hand from my breast and down to my tummy. Her other hand moved up to my knickers. She pressed lightly on my gusset. I could feel the orgasm building. I was in heaven. In a gentle way she slid her fingers. I triedlying on my bed with the lights off, but I couldn't get to sleep. Thecarrot hadn't worn off yet. I even considered SMSing Roger and asking himto bring in some ginger, or speed-running to the kitchen to get somemyself, but decided I shouldn't get too used to that and shouldn't rely onit, and should instead try to stick it out. I turned my light back on andtried to read various books, but none of them, not even my formerfavourites, could hold my interest. When Roger finally came into my. She had no weapons on her because they would only bring trouble if she was apprehended. At least, with no incriminating evidence she might be able to convince the captors that she was just an innocent civilian whose boat had sunk when it hit an underwater rock. That was not unusual in these waters where the bottoms are not mapped all that well. When they were well out of the danger zone, she celebrated with the fisherman with a half bottle of cheap wine swilling it down to get the presence of. "What the fuck are you two whores doing?" I roar at them. Their cowering is a trained response. "Couldn't wait for me to get home, is that it?" Billy speaks first. "is my fault Master, I tricked her." "Tricked her into sucking your cock. Oh do tell me how, this will be good." Christine speaks then. "Is not true Master, I wanted to, you know how I love sucking cock, and when I saw his, I couldn't resist it." It's true enough, she loves sucking cock more than anything, except maybe having.