Mr. Ronald rode me the longest, stopping every so often to give commentary as to how you would 'fuck a twink hard.' He would say 'always take them by...the heel of the feet so they can't get away.' Than he would demonstrate what he was saying. 'To get a better feel, push their feet up with your shoulders. Take hold of their shoulders like this than grind like you was drilling for oil.' When Mr. Ronald did this i could not help myself, I grabbed on to his body and tired to bite into his. "Aye. Or has he been too long at sea to face a woman?"She sneered."Maybe he'll see you. After me and the lads here have finished creaming on your face!"The oafish pirate chuckled menacingly as he advanced closer towards her."Hm. I'd like to see you try."She winked at him, encouraging him to come closer."Y'hear that, lads?! She's a game bird!"He declared and laughed."Yarr!!"The others laughed.He stepped closer to her. He was so close that she could smell his disgusting BO."What are you waiting. "I don't see what's so funny!" Brian was on the verge of tears."I'm sorry." She fought for breath. "I just didn't think those pillswould really do anything."Brian gestured to his shirtless chest. "Well, obviously they worked. I'mas big as you."Tammi glanced at Brian's developments, which sent her laughing again."Bigger, I think."It was true. Somehow, the pills had worked. Brian now had a couple of newfriends. He was a C, or maybe even a D cup. They stood out in sharpcontrast to his manly. ”She was obviously embarrassed but not ashamed. She said she was sorry for making me worry about her but there was no apology for spreading her legs, for letting another guy - an older more masculine guy put his cock inside her. There was no apology for letting him cum inside her, as I later learned he did. I remember very little dialogue after that point. I felt a blow to my gut. My head was spinning, and I was so angry! I wanted to smack her, or cry or something. But I don’t think I did.