I doubted she’d be of much assistance in picking up the mooring. Because Tara was looking at me expectantly — which I found a little… well, disc...ncerting — I told her where to find the coffee making gear and she quickly disappeared below into the galley, returning shortly with two steaming mugs. It was obvious that someone had taught Tara how to make a decent mug of coffee, if nothing else. But I had to wonder how she had managed to know exactly how much sugar I was in the habit of using. I. Frank pulled his legs out and laid back, his big dick standing upright. There was my wife, nipples hard, body slick, positioning herself over his fat cock. She took his cock in her hand and started lowering herself onto it. What a sight. Watching her taking in more of it got me hard as iron. And god, what a mouth she had. "Damn, your so fucking big, Jim." "God, I need your big dick in me". There she was, impaled, head rolling back, Jim squeezing her tits, telling her to ride him hard.Mary. And I was Her whore, Her pussyboy, Her pathetic, ass-sucking, babydicked fuck slave.I was in piggy-slut heaven. My face was buried between the meaty, round cheeks of my Goddess Janelle's lustworthy ass, and my tongue was delving deep in Her hot pink asspucker. She was riding my face, smothering me with Her glorious butt globes, as She fucked Her blistering hot pussy with a thick green gel dildo that vibrated Her clit and deep inside. I could feel the fat probing fuck rod through the quivering. She had to raise a clawed hand to her face to hide how a grin was coming through. Proud, maybe, that her boss was that much of a fucking powerhouse? Yeah, she could be a little proud of that.The man wasn’t screaming anymore at least, but his eyes refused to blink, locked onto Jacob. No one said anything, moved, did anything, and soon Triss could hear the panicked man’s heart beating up a storm in the silence. Fucker was still terrified, despite Jacob having released him.Triss hopped down onto.