Realizing that nothing was going to be settled today, I shrugged got up with the food left on my tray, moved to another empty seat and sat down to fin...sh my lunch.It was only a couple of seconds later than I noticed the almost total silence. I looked around and everyone was staring at me, well a lot, the rest seemed to be staring at Greg. After a few more seconds the normal buzz of conversations restarted, I just mentally shrugged and got back to eating my lunch. I still had a bigger issue to. He switched back and forth while keeping a finger in her ass. Her moans were exciting him and he was getting eager for his first anal fucking. Hazel took the lead and got on her knees. Her body was totally flat on her thighs. She had him kneel behind her and make her ready. She got his finger wet with her saliva and instructed him to work it in her ass. He was amazed to see the opening grow and get loose to except two, even three fingers. She directed him to wiggle the fingers inside to make. Dad tried to reassure me, saying that there was nothing we could do to prevent it, but that I could help in some small way by being at Christopher's side throughout the day he was to be enslaved and processed. If I would be at his house, when his dad announced that his life, as he knew it, was over; if I would accompany him to the slave processing center and wait for him; and afterwards if I would accompany him when he was delivered to Arthur Baldwin, who bought him and at whose estate he was. By the time Mark finished his drink, Brad had the boat ready to go, and he refilled both of their glasses. Dana was already feeling the effects of the alcohol, and taking the third daquiri she said, “You are going to get me drunk Captain.” Brad flashed his gorgeous smile and said, “No worries, Ma’am, just relax and leave everything to me.” “Aye, aye Captain, you’re in charge,” Dana said seductively. She had to resist the urge to run her hands over Brad’s chest and hard stomach, until Brad said,.