Her hands helped him, her nails digging deep into the flesh of his buttocks.It was slow like that for maybe a minute and then, like magic, he was pull...ng and thrusting, as her hips found the opposite rhythm, falling away as he withdrew and leaping up to accept his thrust. He knew within another minute that he couldn't keep this up. He was burning energy at a prodigious rate, pounding into her urgently now, all thought of gentleness gone. She dragged in a deep breath, the air rasping in her. ‘Leave the poor guy alone,’ one of the burly blond dudes chided. ‘We won’t get any food at this rate.’ Jacques reluctantly broke free from his groper’s hands and took the orders again, taking great care to write them all down this time. After taking out another round of beers he went to help Mary in the kitchen. How he didn’t chop his hands off with the sharp kitchen knives he wasn’t sure because he just could not concentrate. He kept thinking about all that prime man beef he had in his. Then I couldn’t help myself. I pulled my cock from her wonderfully warm tight pussy and presented the head against her ass. I slowly edged it into her until the tip was inside. “Oh fuck, my ass!” exclaimed Meg. “Gently, gently,” she whispered as I slid in deeper. Her juices lubricating my entry. I eventually felt my cock head slip deep her tight ass. I held it there for a while, for both of us to get used to the feeling. Then slowly, gently began to fuck her ass. Knowing this was a new. He even tried lutefisk. He didn't enjoy it. Bjorn only was addicted to the taste of Emily's young pussy which he savored as frequently as possible. They slept together in his cabin and always fell asleep after having a sexual nightcap.There was no sign of his ancestors in Tromsø even with Emily's help. He kissed her goodbye on the ship and flew back to Oslo before returning to the United States. Seven weeks later, he got word from the captain she was pregnant. There was little he could do but.