“Mind telling me what you’re up to, Guy?” he asked me. “You sure don’t need to get me drunk to get a piece of my ass, buddy!”“I’m not ...rying to get you drunk, Napoleon,” I said. “I’m just getting you ready so you can give me a fucking shower! Now drain it!”With a “thumbs up” and a boyish grin, he tipped the bottle back and finished it.“Want another one, fucker?” I asked him.“Why the fuck not,” he answered with a laugh. “I got no place else I wanna go right now anyway!”I rounded up my lighter,. Rashbrooke needn't have worried, though, the Poltava had a full suite of the most modern electronic navigation equipment. But it was a nice diplomatic touch all the same.The Poltava tied up at the Overseas Passenger Terminal, once it was confirmed that the cruiser's overhang would not knock off the top floor of the terminal building. The bows of the ship flared widely, but there was sufficient clearance.Rashbrooke had managed to organise a trip for Briyan to visit his Grandfather's birthplace.. “Pay attention…no drifting off on me. This is a training exercise. Soon I’ll take you to bars so you can pick up men and blow them. You need to practice and there’s no substitute for the real thing, plus you also need practice swallowing. Now watch me.”I opened my mouth and ran my tongue around the head of her clit. It jumped and throbbed in arousal. “When you do this, Paula, make sure you don’t use your hands. Maybe I’ll cuff them for you. Doesn’t that sound like fun?” Holding my. My arms and hands grasping the arm rests for support and I was penetrated, again. Another cock came to my face and my mouth dutifully opened to accept it.I didn’t know how long it had gone on. Cock after cock came on or in my mouth or pussy. I was left sprawled on my chair in the center aisle of the office. Someone, a woman I didn’t yet know wearing heels, stockings, and a bra rolled me back between desks to my own. She patted my shoulder, cupped my breast, then held her palm up to my face. It.