Mr. Crabtree chuckled as if he knew just what she was thinking. ‘Satisfaction is what we sell here at BBC, yes, sex and satisfaction, so we expect o...r employees to help get that point across with our customers. Do you understand what I am saying?’ Gloria could see that Mr. Crabtree was staring into the cleavage of her double Ds but instead of being offended, she felt herself getting wet between her legs. ‘Yes Sir Mr. Crabtree I’m here to do whatever you want me to do.’ ‘Well you sure are one. “I’m sorry gentlemen, I suppose we should have told you there was something afoot,” he said.“Don’t worry about it Captain, we knew something was going on,” replied Tom, with Jerry in the background grinning. “Everyone in Bristol knows what went on with this ship, so when Cap’n Pook asked us to sign on we were happy to. We reckon it’ll give us a tale or two to tell. I mean, we’ve got three captains to start with.”There was general laughter.“Well when we get in to Dublin I want you chaps to do. “Err, yeah. Used a wet wipe. You’d never know I was there.”“Like a masturbating ninja aren’t you my love?” She mocked. “Rosie’s in the shower I think.” She tapped his bare leg, “And you’d better put some pants on.”“Shit!” He sat up, “I’ve left them in the bathroom!”“Well I’m sure she’s seen worse. Just wait until she’s downstairs and grab them. Meanwhile,” Georgie, out of bed, reached out to the toddler, “This little lady needs to be up and dressed for our ride home.” She picked Holly up and. But it was too late for that. Claire had already made it clear that she was the leader of this escapade. “Claire your fucking pussy smells and taste like candy.” Your pussy will remain on my mind for a while Sasha.” Sasha continued to lap up the smooth bald cunt that Claire was so eager to share. They pawed at each other for a while and decided it was time to get the double dong out. “What do we have here?” Sasha asks. “We are gonna fuck each other like porn stars.” says Claire. Claire hovered.