He certainly was thinking, 'to the victor goes the spoil'...You remember last time, our hero was hard pressed against the dastardly pirate mob ... He ...ad fled up the mainmast...Actually, remember the article Doc had presented to me? My silenced CZ 70 semi-automatic in 32ACP, Ah, you Do remember! It has resided in my pocket the entire time we have been on Mother. I brandished it. He laughed."No type of ray gun, needler or stunner works on Mother," he growled. "Their electronics have been. I noticed that Mike and the mums could not take their eyes off me, I knew I was not alone in what I enjoyed. Then it was over and Miss James said I hope you both realise it's a lesson learnt because there won't be a next time. She told us to go home, think about our recent behaviour and to come back tomorrow with a positive attitude. We all went to Mike's house for a drink and the mum's talked about their canings at school and how they hoped we would buckle down until the term finishes. . I sat down hard, taking him all the way in. I adjusted my footing then began to bounce on him, repeatedly impaling myself. I watched as Liz’s gaze moved to my flopping erection. I could feel the tingle deep within, growing, expanding. I heard Craig’s labored breathing, feel his goal approaching. Craig grabbed my hips and held me, his cock fully lodged in my guts. I felt the twitching, heard his “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” as he deposited his seed in me. My own cock erupted at the slightest touch. . But tonight, nothing would help. Roger was back. Roger... And of course, he wouldn't come up; he wouldn't fulfill his husbandry duties... Henrietta shook her aching head and an expression of mingled tiredness and bitterness appeared on her face. Her hand reached for the bottle of sleeping pills and she swallowed the tiny drops of oblivion. A few minutes later, she lied down on the huge bed which had once withstood her passionate animal coupling with Orville Nevins, then her breathing began.