' ... I've got a ship to run, I only wanted a taste--'. Within moments she was fucking my face again.'Oh god, OH FUCK, OH ... OH ... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGG...GGGGGGHHHH', she screamed as my tongue danced along her clitoris and her body brought her to another orgasm. My grip on her thighs was tight, and after her climax had passed, gleefully pounced on her slit again.'Where the fuck did you learn to do THAT --', she squealed as my tongue buried itself into her love canal and lapped her gushing fluids. I can see cutting-out actions, obviously, and for those you should be prepared.”The captains nodded. That was understood. Hastings now looked at his flag captain.“Captain Benning has a proposal to make.”“Thank you, Sir,” Benning said. He looked around the table. “Gentlemen, last year your ships were all part of a small squadron that interrupted trade along the Spanish coast. We, the captains of Caroline, Circe and Thisbe, agreed to share the prize monies amongst our ships equally and regardless. ” “What about our women? How do we know you won’t come back and demand our females?” Jean heard laughter and the unmistakable sound of a pants zipper. “Wow.” “Your females won’t fit , either physically or emotionally. We need your third-genders.” She heard the zipper again and her mouth instinctively watered. She gulped and the hand of the man on the right kept stroking and playing with her lace-encased penis, his fingers insistent upon the mesh black thong. Her clitty was getting hard and. I also went with the longer of the two skirts over the panties, and a white silk blouse. I thought I looked pretty good, but to even come close to passing I would need to lose my body hair, learn how to apply make up, and get a wig, as I am required to keep short hair for work. A click shortened my fantasy, and snapped me back to reality; the front door has just re-closed.I was in a panic as I heard heels clicking closer to the bedroom, and I realized why; her purse was sitting on the.