Lt. Everson, the commanding officer, could not be found when Lady Jane anchored in the river mouth and Anson went ashore. He had not left any instruct...ons on where to find him, and the battery was under the supervision of a fat young midshipman who was woefully incompetent if eager. Anson left a message for Everson demanding a written explanation for his absence.Anson also inspected a few smaller posts on horseback. The volunteers were to be assembled for exercises once a week, and Anson. Casanova rode her in full view of the other women who all enjoyed the tableau of the pretty girl being sodomized from the rear. Antonio was moaning out fairly loud with the pounding of her posterior and the two guards and the two teenaged girls began to copulate pussy to pussy with much enthusiasm. The four of them were a jumble of arms and legs for half the night as they found new and unique combinations of copulation.They were all sleeping soundly the next morning when the eunuch contingent. Monday is my day off anyway. And what’s this ‘Your Honor’ crap. You’ve called me Gregg for years.”“After I show you what I need to share with you, Your Honor may be more appropriate.”I showed him enough of the video Don was foolish enough to send to Beth, played the audios Beth recorded, and told him of the wine glass and that Paul was giving the details to Tom Willis. I also mentioned that Beth was following up with other women Don admitted to molesting. Gregg was visibly upset. He looked mad. He placed her on the chair, his cock slipping out of her. She moaned at the loss, but it was temporary. Joseph glanced at his wife, his cock bobbing in front of him, drooling. He’d almost forgotten she was there. ‘Don’t stop,’ she said, her eyes riveted on the erotic sight of her daughter laying in the chair with her legs splayed, d****d over the arms of the chair. ‘Fuck her, Joseph. For god’s sake, fuck her.’ Trembling, Joseph turned back to his daughter. She gazed up at him wantonly..