The freed slaves were now in the open, sitting in the ship’s bows, with fresh water to drink and salt water to bathe. None were like her, not in any...way.She saw the slaver’s crew, sitting under guard, she went towards them as I followed closely. She stopped in front of the Captain, then she spat at him and her hand shot out and slapped his face with a resounding crack, hard enough to knock him over. For a moment, she stood looking down at him, then she spun around and walked away.I led her to. I asked her are you sure dear? She just nodded and we kissed again.Vineeta: Rahil please give me the ultimate pleasure today. I want to go all the way. She was getting wilder and louder by minute. We were on the couch and she was on top of me. Her hands were brushing through my hair. My both hands were on her back while I was slipping my left hand towards her breast I was also reaching out for her bra clip with my right hand. I placed my hand over her breast and in one quick move unclipped her. "Does it feel as good as you imagined Kyle?" she asked slamming down onto my balls.I moaned again. "Even better Mom..." I replied and held onto her hips as she brutally rode my throbbing shaft. She smiled at me as I kept sucking on her huge tits. "Keep sucking them baby! It feels so good to have you sucking them again! I would always see you looking at my boobs and my ass while I would clean. More than your worthless father ever did. He doesn't love me anymore! -Gah!!- But that doesn't matter. “And this is a problem?” I asked with a grin.“And right on schedule, the pig arrives in the room!”“Clarissa,” Kimiko said, “I know you prefer girls, but what is wrong with giving a man pleasure the way he likes? And what is wrong with him enjoying that pleasure?”“Or being the octopus?” I teased.Kimiko smiled, “You may worship me that way anytime you wish!”“Octopus?” Clarissa asked.“From a famous piece of Japanese wood block art called, incorrectly in English, The Dream of the Fisherman’s Wife..