It wasn't that she lacked friends, far from it, but she had grown up enough that she wanted to see her part of the world. She spent her days walking f...r miles learning the roads and fields around Gynt, and finding her way into each farm's barns, tool-sheds and dairies.She wasn't brave or stupid enough to venture into the caves which dotted the countryside. Every family had a story to tell of a brave young soul who began to spend time in the caves, becoming obsessed with their majesty, and, one. We dropped to the bed, my cock by now out and in Jo's hands, hands that were experienced and very, very giving, As I unbuttoned Jo's blouse, her breasts were heaving, I wanted to kiss and touch them, Jo helped by removing her blouse and bra, I too gave a helping hand by completely removing all my cloths, so just me a smile and an erect cock, wanting more of Jo.I pulled Jo's panties to one side, her cock burst forward in all its hard glory, fucking hell I though, that is one hard and sexy cock,. As I pushed I could feel the tightness of her pussy wrapping around the head of my dick... once the tip was in I grabbed her ass and pulled her in to me as I slid the whole length of my cock deep inside her. She took her lips away from mine and took another deep breath, followed by a little moan as she gripped on to me so tight, holding my whole cock inside her.Our hands where all over each other again as we kissed and I grabbed at her dress and yanked the front down, exposing one of her. “Their river bank guns didn’t work, did they? Maybe they anchored a small man-o’war up there.”“We better get under way. It’ll be hard work without the ebb tide, but we’ll be out of range before dawn,” Pendergast mused.“Sir, the reports say the French have no large frigates in Antwerp, only sixth-rates and smaller. Less than 150 crew if at all. We...”“By Jove! We’ve more than that! We could board them!”Thomas nodded in the dark. “Yes, Sir. We should be able to see her masts against the eastern.