I wouldn’t refuse to pay them, but I wouldn’t pay their whole pay due either. They took oath to serve me, and we needed them. Any of those fights ...ould have gone the wrong way, and those missing men might have made the difference. And I wouldn’t accept their oath again, either. I couldn’t trust them.Last, Widemouth was our home port. I expected everyone to leave the ship and go home when we moored. I didn’t mind sailors who were homeless if they wanted to sleep on the ship for a few days, but. I told her no and asked what this was all about. She ignored my question and asked what I was hiding in my pants. I wasn't hiding anything and was starting to freak out a little. She told me to get out. When I was standing she undid my pants and let them drop. I was standing there in my shorts, handcuffed. She started patting my crotch saying Well Well What is this here. My cock started to fill with blood as she stroked my cock thru my shorts. Next thing I know this cop is on her knees sucking. She felt as though she couldn't draw enough air into her lungs, her body burning from the heat of the explosion roiling inside her, awaiting release.Adam's fingers dug into her hips even harder, keeping Christine on the edge. Oh god — please let me come! She thought, not knowing if she could handle much more. Finally, the tightly coiled spring of orgasmic energy within her snapped, and she screamed, unable to contain the primal cry in the slightest.Christine's throat closed as Adam continued to. I then stood between them smiling from ear to ear and listened to everyone cheering to the New Year. The three of us stepped back into the living room and shared a few more minutes with everyone. For the most part everyone was either leaving or staying the night at my uncles, so I said my good-bye’s and snuck away into Chris’s room. I stripped my dress and crawled into Chris’s bed; I was drunk and lying on my back, it made my head spin and I enjoyed the feeling. I heard the door open and I.