She needed him as much as Jon’s cock was ready for her. Lucy raked Jon’s hair back across his head and kissed him on the lips as Nancy found his p...mping rod. The pre-cum was now oozing from the slit of his penis. He groaned as Nancy guided his length into her hot, wet snatch. She began to ride him as she pushed her breasts into his face, smothering him as she rode him. She wanted to take him to the very edge of pleasure. Jon’s days of fantasizing over Miss Spencer were over. His dreams had. She reached over and touched him. He fell forward brushing the control yoke.“OH MY GOD! MR JENSEN WHAT’S THE MATTER?” screamed Julie to the unconscious man.She reached with both hands, grabbed him and pulled him back upright. She tried to feel for a pulse but in her fear, she wasn’t sure if he had one or not. She pulled on the shoulder strap to tighten the shoulder harness keeping him upright.“November 34 X-ray, I show you 400 below altitude.”OH my God, what am I going to do? thought Julie, not. Even more sowhen Kayla took my loofah and lathered me up. Although I hate hair on mychest, arms, underarms, and legs and shave about once a month or so, thesensation felt different somehow, perhaps because Kayla was with me, orperhaps because I was thinking of myself differently. Then she startedpinching my nipples with her left hand while the right hand continued toscrub with the loofah. God that felt good. I closed my eyes and enjoyedthe feeling. It was like an electric jolt. Her hands. Gauging the progress of his own ship, Anson breathed a little sigh of relief. They would reach the outlet between the islands perhaps a half mile before the two-decker, enough to be safe, for there would be no chance for the Dutchman to bring his broadside to bear. Yet, the situation was anything but clear. A small shift of the wind to North would trap Syren whilst giving the Eendracht an almost full wind.Yet, whilst Anson was carefully watching the enemy and his own ship's progress, he relaxed.