They were big tattooed guys who always gave me dirty looks when the word got around that I was Daddy's bitch. I thought it was because they were macho...men and hated gays, faggots and sissies but when I saw Daddy talking to them on the side I knew he was telling them that he was going to fuck their women that night. I realized that for all their tattoos and macho acting they probably had little dicks that couldn't perform and that they would be cleaning up Daddy's cum from their wives pussies. ”“Oh, is that his name?” Jack asked.“You’ve been on the ship longer than me, and you still haven’t learned the cook’s name?” Will asked pointedly.Jack looked at the cobbler thoughtfully. “Clearly a mistake on my part.”“You obviously forgot what I told you about ships,” Will chuckled.“You’ve told me a lot of things about ships. Most of it, not terribly useful,” Jack took another bite.“The most important people to know are the cook and the quartermaster,” Will reminded her.“Mmm,” Jack said,. After dinner, I asked her to stay in my house itself as the rain was too much for her to return to her hostel. She accepted as she had no other choice. We slept in the same room. Since I sleep alone in my room, there was only one blanket. Being innocent and unaware of my intentions, she accepted to share it!We talked for an hour but I was constantly distracted by the thought of fucking her. She looked cute and I wanted to have sex with my hot classmate at any cost that night. (By the way, her. ” she tightened her grip on my aching balls and interrupted me to say “Don’t try and argue with me, I lied, I want to suck the cum from these balls right here, right now, and if you try and stop me, I’ll rip them off”.I have to admit, I actually enjoyed being dominated by this woman of my desires, but we had agreed upon a public and “safe” meeting. My cock was probing at her wrist as she tugged away at my balls. It was obvious that the only one here that didn’t want to do as she said was my.