She probably felt like she'd be more in control being with us, than if she were on the boat, worrying about us. "You're right. I'm just being a fraidy...cat. We'll go together, make sure Jennifer is taken care of, and come back together."Rebecca and Colleen joined me getting ready for bed. The shower felt sweet, and the weakness was all past. Feeling frisky, I suggested some extra-curricular activity to my ladies, but got shot down, presumably due to my earlier spell. They, however, thought. It just ... made sense to me,” Bianca announced her presence with this confession.“And that’s why you suggested Aaron as her boy-toy, knowing that he was more likely than not the kind of guy who’d be thrilled that his lady love wanted to hump her own brother ... and his girlfriend. What if he wanted to do you as well, now you seem cool with it, but would you have been even then?” I wondered aloud as Bianca dried us both off.“Of course. Submissive and voyeur hardly mean that a man can’t get a. Slowly he undid his belt, his hips swinging back and forth, as if giving her a show. No, he was giving her a show, for this was all coming from Melinda's head. He was doing everything that she wanted of him.Melinda hugged an arm around herself, heat growing in her sex. Her excitement mounted as he lowered his pants and stepped out of them. "Would you like me to cum for you again?" he asked in a husky voice, draping his hand over the bulge in his briefs again.Melinda whimpered, her pussy already. Sid made sure that one or two men who had been seriously wounded could remain behind as Kings Representatives.Not everyone who remained behind wanted to be merchants. In fact, most of them wanted return to farming. Outside of soldiering, the only life they understood was farming. They found a certain comfort in preparing the soil, planting crops, nursing the plants through the growing season, and then harvesting the fruits of all their hard work. As the years passed, they raised their families.