I met his gaze, his pupils black and huge in the candlelight. “Yes!” I whispered so softly I could barely hear myself, “Please! I want you so, s... much... Oh God!” I gasped as the tip of his cock moved into me the tiniest bit, parting my lips further. I spread my legs wider to ease his way. He pressed a little harder and I moaned aloud as the tip of his strong, firm erection finally began to enter my body. Something inside me screamed that there was still time to stop him; that it wasn’t too. I tried to avoid my other friends because I was sure everyone could smell the cum on my pants.After a couple hours I gave up looking and just went to hang out on the benches in the courtyard in front of her dorm room, hoping I'd catch her on her way back.After what seemed like another hour, it must have been close to 3am, Sarah came stumbling into the courtyard. Her hair was a mess, her whiskers were smeared, and she was bare-legged and unsteady on the heels. Even though she was a disheveled,. I didn’t need anyone.I was Carter.I was rich.I was powerful.I was the sex God.At the moment, I had my cock buried to the hilt up Wendy’s ass. The petite blond girl did have anal experience, but that didn’t stop her from screaming at the top of her lungs while I sodomized her.Luckily, Jamie had a way of shutting her up.Candace left me. Fuck her. I shut off her credit cards and closed her bank accounts. Her car was in her name. She could figure out the rest. Mason could buy her things. Or Robert.. Allow me to show you the way!”Tony followed the flag captain aft along the upper deck and to the Admiral’s cabin. Sir Charles was in his day cabin, sitting at table with another captain and having breakfast.“Ah, Captain Carter! Smart sailing!”“Thank you, Sir Charles. If I may, I bring urgent despatches from Sir Hew Dalrymple. The French are invading Portugal.”“Is that so?” Cotton asked, maintaining stoicism. “Captain Paynter, Captain Carter! Captain Paynter is my chief of staff. If you were so.