" Umm okay sure sounds alright, I'll bet my shoes then..."And thats how it started. I figured my shoes were innocent enough. Then my socks, then my be...t.... We were drinking, and we kept drinking. And I kept losing and betting more and more cloths. My shirt. My pants. And finally my boxer briefs...Voice slightly slurred...."Allright alright you guys really got me this time. Do I really have to strip down to nothing?" Fuck yes you do, you made the bet, NOW PAY UP!"I'm about average build, havent. When she came near his penis, she grabbed it gently to lift it to see if she missed a spot near the base. It was then that she felt it throb in her hand. Not realizing what was happening, she heard her son call out. "Mom!"It was too late though. Erin was shocked to see her son's penis erupt in her hand and on her shirt. It seemed like he exploded in her hand. She saw white shots squirt all over her t-shirt, as he blew his load with great force.Erin shouted "Oh, my!"Erin moved back as quick as. So, I continued to ransack Rob’s fanny. Each time he or I were closing to a climax, I would slow down and then speed up my stroke rate when our arousal subsided. I don’t know how many cycles we’d gone through by fifteen minutes, but Rob’s whole body was now shaking as his twat struggled with my cock. It didn’t seem to by my rate of penetration that caused him most difficulty; instead, it was my size. For some reason, the cock of my inner beast had more girth than usual. Rob was trembling wildly. "Tactics and strategy," replied Dent."The tactics I understand," Seth replied. "I watched ye today, both sessions. I can see what you're working toward. Tremendous if it works, but the fact remains that when we board a ship the crew is going to fight like hell-hounds. It's impossible not to lose men when yur enemy doesn't seem to care if they live or die." True," admitted Dent. "This is where strategy comes in. What is your purpose in taking these ships?" Prize money, of course." If you were.