"The pilot walked away a little distance, and gazed out to sea, evidently struggling between the anxiety to gain a large sum and the fear of venturing...so far. Fix was in mortal suspense.Mr. Fogg turned to Aouda and asked her, "You would not be afraid, would you, madam?" Not with you, Mr. Fogg," was her answer.The pilot now returned, shuffling his hat in his hands."Well, pilot?" said Mr. Fogg."Well, your honour," replied he, "I could not risk myself, my men, or my little boat of scarcely twenty. “You sick little fucker. What the fuck do you think you are doing. Are you getting off watching me pleasure myself?”I couldn't do or say anything I was so terrified. “Get your sick little ass in here you pervert” She yelled at me. I Blinked and started stammering. “I I I I'm sorry mom I didn't mean to.” I started backing away from the door ready to bolt to my room.“Get your ass in here now!” she yelled. So I did the only thing I could and slowly walked in. I started pulling my pants up as I. . "Sarah," I began to ask, "Can we try something different?"She pulled her lips off my dick with a popping noise. She looked up at me with a smile. "What is that?" You have incredible tits, do you mind if I fuck them?"She didn't even answer, she just moved off the bed and knelt on the floor and motioned for me to sit up on the edge of the bed. My legs were parted on the two sides of her and she moved closer to my body. She grabbed both breasts and moved them over my shaft. Sarah began moving. ”“Yeah, sorry to just impose on you. I just had to step outside for a moment. My sister brought me here and I sort of lost her lol. I think she met up with some of her friends and forgot about me. Imma just call an uber and head home.”“You’re not having a good time? This is a pretty lit party. I even know the chick that’s throwing it. She spared no expense.”“No, it’s not the party, it’s just the fact that I really don’t know anyone and it’s kinda hard to get to know a bunch of drunk people,.