“Dad’s right, sweetheart, wish we could take you with us, but you don’t have a passport yet and there is no time to get you one,” Sandra Johns...n patted her daughter’s hand.Rosie could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, but also the idea of three weeks without her parents keeping an eye on her was starting to appeal to her.“That’s all right, Mum. I will be fine here on my own.”“Oh, sweetheart, you aren’t going to be on your own. No, we have arranged for you to go and stay with Uncle George. It was all I needed to relax my suspicious nature and I allowed him to keep his sword as a reward. His name was Don Francisco de la Porta and I assured him we had no quarrel and this was "purely business". Of course, that is how I would describe it but it was after all a simple fact of robbing him of his cargo and allowing him to continue on his way as I didn't see any merit to dragging him into a port to trade his vessel for booty.I was unhappy to receive the report that the hold of the ship I. I kiss him and he slowly walks over to the shower, taking his sweet time to mix our salty perspiration. But his cock that's inside me is throbbing in a tantrum for him to hurry up and fuck me and my pussy is asking for it to be fucked again. But both Robbie and I don't care how much they want it, because this kiss is gold. He stops at the steps and hold me here, to kiss me nice and firmly. He releases the kiss with a sigh and looks at me, " I knew I should've waited for you" and I knew he was. After that he said, “you go to your room and be ready, I will just go to the corner shop buy beedis and then come. I want you naked when I come”. With that he left, and I went to my room and like he told me got naked and was eagerly waiting for him to come. I was thinking of how satisfying my life was and how happy I have three loving men to love me and fuck me. Then he entered the room. Like every day he was in pyjama and vest. The moment he entered the room he removed his clothes and then.