Jerome was watching everything, as he was sitting on a chair there.He laughed, saying my first sweet hole had been conquered…I had been concentrated...on sucking those huge black cocks to notice that my own cunt was dripping wet; my juices were oozing out from my pussy lips and running down my thighs.Jerome noticed it and warned his mates I was horny as hell, waiting for some black cocks to use my second soaking wet hole…He ordered me to go to the bathroom and clean my face…I looked in the. . you know." Sorry mom," was all I could say."Where is he taking you? Has he tried to hurt you?" I don't know where we are going," I said looking at my father's relaxed face. "and no, he hasn't." Let me speak to her, Timothy," he said.Carol had been disappointed when Joey had stopped her, but now she happily took the receiver back to her master, knowing how much he needed her chest to be truly comfortable."We are on our way to my south mansion. Yes, that's the one. Efficient as usual, my dear. .. as you walk by me. Maybe that's the Jet-A mixing with perfume. Seemed like a very hot and enticing mixture to me. As you walk into the cabin, you can immediately see the lavish dark wood with beige leather trim all around. The smell of leather and fine wood fused with a hint of jet exhaust lets you know that this is a pretty expensive bird. There are only eight seats, four on the left side and four on the right. The seats are arranged in a "club seating" style where the four seats on either. “And we have to step in rig!” Doris enjoined.The Memo stipulated that all sailors had to proceed ashore in uniform.“Oh for fuck sake girls; we haven’t had a nature run in drag since Pink Pussycats,” Michele chided.A nature run was Pussers slang for a run ashore where sailors maintained their decorum.“What if I step on arrival in rig and check it out. If I can find somewhere decent we’ll have a girls night out just like at Pink Pussycats?” Michele implored.“Wouldn’t it be good to go out together.