The cutter’s crew were simply launching a boat and making a run for the coast, abandoning the small ship. The other three were weighing anchor and s...tting sail Thomas could see. They were probably hoping for the frigates to concentrate on the battery first. If all three of the vessels made their run for safety at the same time, they might even have a chance.Now they were anchor up and moving. Thomas could see that they were heading south, trying to slip by Thisbe and gain the open sea. Dido was. As she moved up and down my back I could feel her hard nipples on me. Again, hard as a rock.She slid down and rubbed my legs and started to rub and lick on my ass.She pushed my hips up, and started to slap her tits against my cheeks. That was a new one:) she then spread my cheeks apart and started to tounge my asshole. I never thought she would be up for that. I had had almost enough. When she reached under and started to stroke my balls, I had to make her stop.I laid her back and slid between. ’ I headed back to my room, still carrying Sophia’s bag with me. I tried to get back to my assignment, but the image of my friend’s sexy outfit had burned itself into my brain, and I couldn’t think of anything else. I tried taking a cold shower. That didn’t help, so I switched to a hot shower and jerked off. That helped a little bit. Calmed down a bit, I started some reading I had to do for a poli sci course I was taking. I got most of the way through it when my phone rang. I picked it up and. ”“One or two …”“Really? Who would you fuck?”“Craig Nelson … Big strapping rugby forward. I’d drain that cocky bastard’s balls. And the Allenson twins … I teach one of them French … I’d take those pretty-boys at the same time, and their dad.”“What about the girls? Would you do any of them?”“You’d like to think that, wouldn’t you, you dirty bastard? Yes … Yes, there are a few I’d love to fuck … Happy?”“The big-titted blonde from your night out?”“God yes, I’d blow Christina’s Lyndon’s fucking.