His head jerked and he looked surprised and when I repeated it hepushed aside the brush and lifted up my head."Save me, lord," I said again.He shouted...and in a minute another of the corsairs helped him remove mychains. He roughly pulled my head up to examine me. " Dirty, and shehas shorn hair, but I think she could be pretty. Perhaps she will do aswell. Carry her down to the boats," he ordered. "She is weak."I was saved from the pyre, but now I would be a slave of the raiders. Imust have been a. That and his boozing it up and sleeping around on pam all the time...! I never even liked OR respected him!It just made more sence to turn all my checks over to him...... And my clothing decissions.Hmm... I know that last part sounds kind of weird, but it makessence when tom explaines it : move in with them, give tom mycheck the first of each month, give tom my porsh-I now ride pam's old bike to work instead, which kind of puts a wrinkle in my pant suits, but tom says that's what skirts are. I heard a moan. I whispered to myself, “Damn already Amy? Its only one in the afternoon.” The bedroom door was open. I saw her on my bed thrusting my pink dildo into her. This drove me nuts. I walked in. “Need some help?” she was panting moaning in need of an amazing orgasm. “Yes please. Strip for me and be sexy about it I’ve always loved your body.” Right then I slowly bent over with my ass facing her I moved my hands around my ass and down my thighs. I looked at her, over my shoulder. She. I soon felt my orgasm sneak up on me as I could no longer control myself, screaming his name and begging for him to hurry and push me over this edge before I lose myself. I was about to lose myself in pleasure. Much to my dismay, he slowed. ‘Shaye, I can pull out now. I can keep myself from coming inside of you.’ I screamed out in protest. ‘Thomas Scarlett, don’t you dare!’ Finally, I could hold it in no longer. I buried my face into his shoulder and squeezed my eyes shut hard as I yelled once.