I did not get the daily rum ration. The weather was generally very hot, and I was glad I was not on one of the crowded troopships.As we turned at the ...outh of the Chesapeake Bay and began another week of sailing, this time northward, I was taken to one of the ships that carried General Howe's horses. The sailors called their ship a ketch, and it held three large pens of horses, all in various states of distress. I was a replacement for several men who had died or had fallen or been kicked. Most roundhouses don’t connect but this one did. I felt the contact from the end of my fist down through my arm and down to my feet. Damn! It was even better when I watched the light go out of his eyes as he stiffened before toppling like a rotten tree snapped by the wind. I swear he bounced when he hit the floor. I looked down at the motionless body of the man I once thought of as my only true friend. He was out like a light. I resisted the urge to kick him in the balls. It was a really strong. I think the people who are very wealthy get to be that way because there's something very unusual about them. Maybe they're very driven, or smart, or beautiful, or talented, or whatever. But they generally take something and run with it to an extreme, so they're not living balanced lives."She leaned her upper body forward while tilting her head back to strike an even more titillating pose. "Look at me. I'm the classic 'trophy wife.' All I have to do is stand around looking good and I end up. I bent down and as he drove, I sucked on his cock. He sighed as ran my tongue along his piss slit. He pushed my head farther down. "Yeah baby, work on me," he groaned. I moved between his legs under the steering wheel and ate him up. He gasped so many times. It was my first time, giving a guy a blowjob, but I was doing great it seemed. He grunted as he tensed up. I watched as white hot foam sprayed me on the lips. I licked it and smiled up at him. "I'll pull over, just go in the back," he.