Any perversion that suites their fancy short of letting them kill us or permanently injuring us, if we cooperate we will survive this so it was sugges...ed strongly that we both stand up walk back out onto the gun deck and let them have at us. While holding hands, Tanya and I crept back out onto the main gun deck and into the middle of about 75 very mean and very horny pirates. They all knew the rules and exactly what they could do and most importantly not do. It was painfully obvious that. Observing all this in silence as he sipped a cup of coffee caused Tom’s mother to ask him a question.“A quoi penses-tu?” Lynn inquired of her son.“Oh, rien. Rien.” Tom replied.Lynn knew that wasn’t true and just waited for him to give her the answer she wanted. Her intuition was working all the time and it was telling her that Tom was bothered about something.Eventually Tom looked up from his coffee and said, “No, it’s not that something is bothering me. It’s just fascinating how all this. Years ago, he had worked with an abused women?s shelter. They had no addresses on their business cards either. No way for angry spouses or boyfriends to track down their quarry. He?d call her later, he thought, dropping the card back on his dresser.After finishing breakfast and loading the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, he headed for the shower.Forty-five minutes later, he was on his way downtown. Traffic was already a mess. He?d cut across town at 53rd Street, before turning down Tenth. But we didn’t get caught. Instead I trailed my tongue over the tip of his dick and tasted those first oozing drops of his pre-cum. God, it almost hurt! That tiny, tiny little amount – it tasted so sweet and made me want a fucking mouthful right then and there.I held my breath, forced myself to go slow as I took his length into my mouth, millimeter by millimeter. I was going to give him the whole treatment – going to show him that after he and I were done, I’d actually gotten better at this in.