Well later on we did it again in his room ,but this time he never objected to me giving him a hand job , but I went down on him , this time I thought...shit I’ve gone to far , he said what are you doing I said giving you a blow job , so I stopped but he asked me to keep on doing it but he must have been to excited as I no sooner got his cock back in my mouth and he shot his hot load of spunk to the back of my throat which I swallowed and sucked the rest out off him he was in heaven he had. It was early in the evening, so a lot of civilians were out, but their slaves were locked up at home, so there were only women on the streets, at least that's what everybody thought. The cops were patrolling now only in the populated areas, afraid to be out in the relatively quiet sections where the previous cops had been killed. The men were being drawn into the denser populated areas in their search for cops to kill, so it was just a matter of time before they were discovered.However, they. Personally, I was hoping to run into someone very soon, so I could confirm where we actually were and to update my intelligence.We went west and found the flight of stairs and climbed them. The stairs were in a circular chamber that reached upward and the stairs ran about the walls. We followed them to the next level and then paused and had a listen. When we heard nothing at all we moved onward continuing up to the next level to see what we could find. There we paused again and listened. This. It was sensible. They would likely encounter fighting if they found the privateers. To expose Harriet to such danger would be foolhardy. Yet, to send her back to England in a post packet when a privateer roamed the Windward Passage would be equally risky. It was best to leave her in Kingston with the princess and to pick her up again once the mission was concluded, which ever way it turned out. It would mean to stay in the Caribbean with the hurricane season looming, but that could not be.
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