Captain probably knew they were on board at the start and was glad to help out by moving them along. The company would never know. Cookie had met a ma... and his crippled son on the stern and they seemed pretty regular, just couldn’t speak English. When he ladled grub to send to their quarters, he usually scooped in some extra meat. No sense arriving for a new life hungry.The lifeboat had been as empty as a church on Monday, probably dumped by the fuckin’ deck crew. He’d scrambled over the. She then helped me pull my shirt over my head and dropped her face to my stomach kissing her way up my torso. When our lips met again it was with even more passion and her moans became louder and more frequent. My hand lightly brushed her leg and she squirmed pushing her hips forward. I reached under her saree and touched her silky white panties, feeling the outline of her smooth little pussy lips. I could feel the fabric was getting quite moist. She started to remove her saree, but i stopped. He had only been there for a moment when Susan swung by and put two hands on his neck. She began giving him a neck massage as she said, "Well Hi Big Tipper. What'll it be today?"Smirking looked up into her eyes and replied, "How about you on a whole wheat bun ... with a little thousand island dressing on the side?"Susan laughed and returned the look into his eyes. "I go better with honey mustard."Smirking laughed and said, "Sounds good. Maybe, I'll sample that someday. But today, I guess I'll. He picked up some clamps, clamping weights to each of her nipples. The pulled down hard. "If I see either of these touch the table, you get shocked, understand?"Susan nodded. He waked behind her and once more picked up the crop. He spanked her another 20-30 times, her body shaking with every hit, her tits bouncing, the weights surely hurting more and more with every bounce. Then he plunged his fingers into her pussy. You could see just how wet her pussy was, his fingers gliding in easily..