I could see Cheryl's ass and pussy in the moonlight as she bent over on the top deck rail! Cheryl pulled her ass cheeks apart, just waiting for Greg'... cock, and I saw Greg slide his cock up in Miss Cheryl's waiting wet pussy! Then he started fucking her pussy from behind while he had his arms around her squeezing her tits! Cheryl seemed to be really enjoying it too. She didn't say anything or try and stop him,..... and I didn't say anything because it was making me very horny watching Greg. She told all she could, which wasn't much. She didn't know much. Every night, she wept silently as she tried to sleep. She had displeased Master, and no matter how many times she told herself that he raped her, tortured her, enslaved her, she couldn't get over the guilt she felt over displeasing him to the point of his committing suicide.She spent a full day with medical personnel who took swabs of her orally, vaginally, and anally for any evidence that might support her claims against the men. She grabbed the pole and swung around, letting the bra fly off, revealing her breasts. The volume nearly doubled when that happened and more money flew onto the stage. After twirling on the pole a few times, Pepper slid down to the floor and onto her back with her head towards the audience. She scooted herself across the floor to the edge of the stage and then sat up. As she got close enough, a number of the men in the joint began stuffing bill into the panties she was wearing and we could. We made love until my strength weakened and I passed out. The next morning, I woke up in the best way possible with a brunette bobbing her head on my morning wood.“Well, good morning to you,” I said.“Gug mogig,” she answered as best she could with her mouth full of cock.“Sweetheart, this feels great, but I gotta pee.”Much to her chagrin, I pulled away and practically ran to the restroom. One thing chicks will never understand is how difficult it is for a guy to urinate with an erection. I was.