Neil's one eye opened, then widened in fright as Gwen shoved that gun barrel in his mouth, likely breaking a tooth in the process. Now that she had Ne...l's undivided attention, Gwen paused breathing deeply. Neil, wisely, did not move a muscle. By this time, Bailey was hugging me, checking for damage, while Jennifer stood backing Gwen up, with a minuscule automatic pointed at the floor. I was chagrined. I had never bothered to ask Angel if she had a gun or could shoot. I was going to have to get. She was quite skilled in performing fellatio.She moved her hands up and down his cock. He got hard rather fast. He was enjoying her efforts. She opened her sweet mouth and took his cock down her throat. The captain was enjoying her efforts. He could tell she was quite good with this. He was cursing and moaning and enjoying the pleasure she was giving to him. He couldn’t help not being loud. He hoped his crew would not hear him. "Ye do me devil 'o a cock proud, lass. Lick it at six o'clock,". She relaxed again and began pushing back onto me until my thumb and fingers were as deep inside her as they could go, then she began to gyrate her hips.As she did my fingers would push into her pussy and my thumb would slip half out of her ass, then in the next motion, the opposite would happen. I could feel the tension building in her body as her tempo slowly increased. Just the sheer sexual energy was causing my body to respond in kind. I was getting off on just how much Belinda was getting. "No, I guess not," he cringed, clearly a bit of shame coursing through him. "Although, I didn't know I was curious until today." "Until I turned you into my little fuck toy," I said, continuing to push him deeper into humiliation. I don't know why, but turning straight boys was the greater turn on, as was calling them all the stereotypical names gay men had thrown at them all the time. "Please don't call me that," he said, timidly, even though he was a good fifty pounds bigger than me. "Well,.