We might even have to have some concubines staying with people who aren't their sponsors just so we don't overload the environmentals on the ships. In...all too many ways this is going to look like that picture you've seen of a slave ship with every inch of space used for bodies ... although I think I've read that that ship design was never actually used."Anyway you cut it; this is going to be months long nightmare even after we land. Right now we have over thirty-eight thousand people to pick up. I didn't want to hurt his feelings. I thought I'd wait to explain things to him in person." Have you talked about me before?" Paul asked."Yeah. We have. Sort of. Rob never really cared and thought it was a good idea not to bring up the past."Amanda was standing near the sink in the kitchen. She looked like she wanted to say something so Paul just stood nearby waiting to see what she was going to say next."Paul... I was thinking. I mean I thought of an idea." She said as she came forward. Please don't stop”, she moaned.I did what my love wanted and continued my work on her young, pink vagina. After a few more minutes of fingering, I removed my fingers and replaced them with my tongue."Ohhhh...fuck me Joe....", she softly whispered. My tongue flicked in and out of her orifice, while my hands moved to her anus and began to do the same work she so graciously did on me. I loved everything about her pussy...the way it smelled, the way it tasted, the way it felt in my mouth. I loved. My hands caressed her rear. And then a wonderful thing happened. As Sheila shifted her body to get comfortable on top of me, she was so wet that the top half of my cock, unexpectedly, slipped inside her pussy. Our faces parted and we looked at each other. Her mouth was agape in wonder. I'm sure mine was too as I felt inside her for the first time through the tip of my penis. I gazed into her beautiful eyes and then slowly thrust my hips and buried my shaft as far inside her as it could go..