" I stood up as she leaned forward to undo my belt. As her hands fumbled with the buckle I was so turned on by it. Before I fucked her, I went down on...her, eating her clit out as she screamed the place down, her juices covering my face, as I licked, I shoved my fingers up her wet pussy each time she jerked on the bed. After about 5 minutes, I was ready to penetrate her. She was extremely wet. I taunted her few a few seconds just sticking the head of my cock in her. Then I guess she couldn't. I gazed up at him as he yanked my boxersoff and tossed them aside, exposing my bare little ass. I had a prettyhairy pubic area as I had never shaved down there and it hid my cock andballs in what could only be described as a man muff."I am kind of new at this," I said as he took an ankle in each hand andlifted my legs up straight in the air. He pulled me closer to him as ifI was a bag of laundry."That ass was made for fucking," Jake said. He glided his hips upwardand found my exposed anus in. This is really going to be fun.”At lunch, none of the 16 of us had a stitch of clothing on except some footwear. Melody’s crew were similarly dressed, except for the four that were helping in the kitchen, who were wearing aprons and deck shoes.We all got seated and the captain stood up.“I want to, once again, welcome everyone aboard the luxury yacht “Stan’s Dream”. He chuckled then said, “I see that everyone got the memo on the dress code. This will be the policy the entire time you’re on the. Theoriginal story was sponsored by Amnesty International. Its intention was tospotlight the horrors hidden from view that often occur in a police state. Myintention is to capture some of that frightening atmosphere while incorporatingthe ponygirl theme. The following is areal story that never happened! Chapter 1 ?Please don?t hurt me,? she pleaded.?Ugh!? the woman grunted as the goon slapped her on theback of her head. His breath smelled of garlic and onions.She was dressed in a long white.