The top rack was folded up and a small lantern illuminated the two women on the lower bunk. Sosho was sitting cross-legged working a needle through a ...ag bundle that could have once been a shirt. Nesho was leaning back against the bulkhead, eyes closed.Looking up, Sosho almost shouted, "There you are! Where have you been? We've been worried sick about you. You've been gone forever, just forever!"Nesho opened her eyes and smiled slightly, "Quiet, child! I'm sure the Master had important business. They figured they would get her later ... or just leave," Rebecca said."Well thank god for whoever it was they thought they saw; I'm sure it saved that girl even more pain," I said.It had been a long day so we decided to get some sleep and headed to our rooms; I was happy that Patricia joined me.We were all up late the next morning, but breakfast was ready soon after; we ate pretty quietly. We ended up in the living room discussing the Agency, what we would do with it knowing what was going to. I didn't pause at either end, I just kept moving in and out like some out of control oil derrick. As I slammed into her, I began berating her."How that feel slut? Do you like the way my cock feels in your dirty whore pussy?" Oh God, yes! Fuck me, baby, fuck me in my slut pussy!" I kept pounding away at her while I taunted her. "You like getting fucked like a cheap back alley whore, don't you? Tell me. Tell me how much you like my big fat cock, whore!" "Oh God Yes! Fuck me, John! Please fuck me!. She climbed up onto the sofa and laid her head in my lap I placed my arm along her back with my hand just above her bum. We stayed like this for another hour watching the film she had decided to switch on. That was until there was a rather hot moment in the film. My cock twitched beneath her head, but she did nothing. In a dream world I started to run my hand further down her back, feeling the elastic of her knickers beneath her nightie. I hadn’t really noticed what I was doing until I heard.