They woke up early the next morning when someone yelled for the first shift of oarsmen to start their work. Roban warned them not to empty the chamber...pots against the wind, but his helpful advice only earned him some angry glares from the moody women. He retreated on deck to have some breakfast while watching the oarsmen suffer their drudgery. He did it gleefully, since those were the same men whose taunts and comments he had to indulge last night. The view seemed to lighten up the women's. I thrust into you faster and faster, your cries becoming moans, your ass becoming mine.You r began twisting your hips in a circle, pushing back against my thrusts, fucking me as much as I was fucking you. Your moans of pleasure became screams of delight as you felt your clit, banging against the side of the car pulsing, vibrating ready to explode. Your ass squeezed my cock again as I reached for your hiar and tugged your head back.Your orgasm raced through your entire body sending you. You must have noticed that we left your belt on you. We did that for a two reasons. First, we wondered why it was so thick, when it wasn't really even needed to hold up your pants. We wanted you to feel it against your skin. Second, you threatened to 'beat our fucking asses,' if we didn't let you go earlier. I think you would have used that thick belt on us, so we're going to use it on you, for just that same purpose. You will also learn who are the bosses, and who is the slave!" I struggled in. He will love it. He always does.”Sally swallowed hard. Any more of this and she would either scream out loud, or yell at her mother and tell her did she know her Dad was unconscious, in a coma, dying. She felt a chill inside as she wondered how she would cope with her mother looking down on the shrunken, wasted frame of the man she had loved and who would soon leave her. How would her mother cope – afterwards?They were able to park in a disabled slot right in front of the main visitors’.