"Seethat, we jumped in another inch. About four more inches and I'll haveit in to the hilt."Hal was speechless. The feeling of the dildo sliding into ...im wasoverwhelming. He felt filled up and weak. His arms could barely hold uphis body as he crouched. "Debbie, please stop. Won't you?" Just a wee bit more honey. Let me ram it all the way in now," shesaid. She pushed hard and the dildo slid all the way in. "Yes!" sheexclaimed. "Now out," she said and she slid it out, "and in," she saidand pushed. Faulkner had come to know the whiff of Marcia’s cunt in dominant arousal, almost as frequently as he had Lana’s in the few days he’d been there, and was hopelessly erect the moment Lana passed the leash to her, rock hard in the bliss of the automated sexual submission he could no longer hide from. She had been stringent in her command of him, seeing to his indulgence in the sniffing of the gussets of dirty laundry, and to toilet duties, which he’d performed with submissive relish, as he was. 'Wendolyn?' she thought at me.'Mom?' I thought back.'Get the girls dressed and situated on deck. I'm going below and dress in my Gypsy outfit.''Fortune telling?' I loved the idea.'Yup.''Vera last?' I asked.'Jean last, just before the moon comes up.'"Girls?" I called. "We have a treat. Madam Vesant has come aboard. She wishes to speak with each and every one of you. Would you please sort your clothes and get dressed. If there is anyone who objects to fortune tellers, speak now."Squeal and riot. . “Knock, knock... housekeeping.” as the door swings open. In walk two ladies holding sheets and towels. They are wearing vests with cleaning bottles sticking out of their pockets. “Dios mío, Julie tenía razón.” (My god, Julie was right) they both say in unison. “We are here to clean... um, do you need anything?” They both look identical. Short curly dark hair, brown eyes, deep tan skin. Obviously of some kind of Latin descent. They are a little chubby but cute as hell. About five foot four..