She knew it's kiss well and he skillfully began to work her breasts over with it, tips just grazing her nipples as the falls whistled through the air....he arched her back in anticipation of each blow - sighing, crying out, screaming, moaning. He beat her mercilessly, over and over the flogger brushed her, kissing her flesh, the valley between her breasts, her nipples. This time the flogging seemed to last forever, rather than the space between. She was flying, she was lost, she was here and not. He has graciously agreed to repatriate us as a show of goodwill. I carry a message for the King and Admiralty from him. We request permission for these three ships to move to an anchorage pending approval for him to go ashore and present his credentials to the representatives of the crown."The Captain that had previously hailed said, "Permission to move to anchorage is granted. Follow us to your assigned anchorage point." The small flotilla proceeded under the watchful eyes of the two warships.. .that I hunger to kiss before the nights end. I put on my robe and go to my closet where I pick my black,low cut satin dress. And find my heels that will enhance my firm, fit legs. I go to my drawer and find my sexiest stockings and silky black bra. No need for panties tonite or so I am hoping. I return to the bathroom to apply my make-up and do my hair. I think up with just enough hair down to tickle my neck as if his lips brushing softly against it. I put on my stockings, they feel good upon. His cock is so thick, my jaws so wide, that they ache. I feel him tensing.Both my heart’s and my lust’s desire are fucking me, hard. I sense their excitement and their readiness. There is an a****l sweaty scent in the air.My own sexual arousal is growing. Deep inside I feel the heat building. My clit is sore with pleasure, my nipples hard. I am hot, sweating, flushed from my breasts to my cheeks to the tips of my ears. I feel like I am glowing, a furnace of sexual energy radiating into the.