"Wo, wo, wo! What do you think you'redoing?" I'm getting myself a drink!" No way sweetie, alcohol is pure calories and I want you losing weightnot gai...ing it!" She poured the ice cubes in the drain and grabbed herdrink from my hand. "Lets go Princess it's beddy time!" My feet were sokilling me in the pumps and my corset was almost too much to bear. Icouldn't wait to ge them off and get some sleep.Lexi walked me back to my bed and pulled back the satin sheets for me."Pleasant dreams sweetie. Get. She was a stranger from University of Oregon in Eugene. It was so hot. I knew nothing about her. Nothing mattered except that she had a hot cunt in need of my clit-dick's satisfaction.“Oh, my god!” she moaned, her back arching, her pussy clenching down so hard on my cock. “Oh, yes! That's amazing. You're so huge! Just like they say.”“Uh-huh,” I whimpered, just savoring her juicy pussy wrapped about my cock, clenching and relaxing, bathing me with her heat.“And I get to fuck you! All the girls. Moving to the table I pick up the two peices of rope, and feed one through yur suspender belt, and gently tie your wrists to your side. I repeat this the other side. Only then do I move in front of you, I take in every thing, my mind is racing as I study your breasts, your pert nipples sitting atop them, they are glorious items of desire for me. My eyes cast downwards to your flat stomach, a stomach I want to kiss and lick, then my eyes look at your pussy, your cunt, my toy. You are fully. That is enough, isn’t it?”Ken Stark was gaping. “New Bern...” he mused. “Would it be a Hatteras yacht?”“Yes!” Ann exclaimed. “You mean ... You’ve heard of them?”Ken just rolled his eyes. “To say the very least, I’ve heard of them.”“Great!” But then Ann’s voice dropped and she continued, “But do you really think it could make the voyage from New Bern up here? I mean ... It’s the open ocean, at least for a little bit...”“Ann, that craft could easily make it across the ocean! And could I bring it.