The other sisters and Grace watched with dread but Molly was overly enthusiastic with the tableau because of her terrible need for male companionship....The girl's mother was so caught up in her own condition of complete shambles that she barely noticed her daughter's pathetic plight. In some respects, the beauty of the young girl was of comfort because the majority of the pirates respected such things and they were less rambunctious with her treatment than they had been with the more mature. My heart thumped in my chest, as he uncovered my breasts, discarding the garment to the floor. “Oh sweetie, this is going to be so painful for me,” he said, giving a wicked laugh. I wasn't sure what he meant, it was pretty damn intoxicating from where I was laying. My mind was numb, yet my body tingled from top-to-toe. “You bastard,” I said quietly. “Aww... Been pining after me darling Kaitlin?” He said. I didn't think I had been, but since we were both here, I supposed we should get it out of. Richelle had to admit that it was a nice car. She didn't know any of the technical terms, but it was red, it was a two-seater, and though not a convertible, was still quite pretty, and Greg made sure that it was always shiny. It had an excellent sound system, and - best of all - it had leather seats. Richelle loved the feel of leather against her skin, more than silk, or any other material. She wasn't wearing stockings, and had made sure when she sat down to ensure that as much of her legs were. We took pics each time and watched each cock enter her. Each went at least twice as we started to get efficient with the pump and dump I put the call out for. 9 guys total and she had at least 30 loads in her when she asked to stop. My boys left as they shot their last load. No names, no condoms. What a whore we were working here. We were finally alone and I told her I had one more load for her. She called her boyfriend and I slid my cock into her. Her cunt was slimy with all the cum inside.