Right . . . along . . . there. Yeah.Oh, godddd.Gotta match.Pl-please. Aarrgh!Can you guess where the next one goes, sweetie?Please, please pleasepppel...ase no no no no no . . . !!Yyyeeesssss.Aarrrggh! AAARRRRGGH! Hhh. Hhh. Please take them out!Not a fucking chance. Now play with yourself. Make yourself cumIiiittt hhhurrtsssss.Yes, I'm sure it does. Now do it.I have to say, I am impressed. I didn't know you had it in you.I-I don't knnnooww that I c-c-can cum llllike this.Then this is going to go. ”I swore as I called up the sensor reports and pieced together what was going on. Apparently, there had been a ship lying in wait, and when it had sensed us, had fired an interdiction beam, trying to overwhelm our electronics and shut us down. It wasn’t a tactic much used by pirates, because in most cases, it was a short-range weapon, and they either would have to know the exact route a ship was taking, or sense them at a distance and then close in on them. For this ship to be waiting and to be. Her father's threats didn't do it. Whipping didn't do it. Several other methods of persuasion proved useless. It was only when, at my suggestion, Marcus showed me the trick with the gas stove that Noel had described to me that she saw the light. With Connie bent and tied over the stove and me fucking her bucking body up the ass while manipulating the little knobs that fired the burners beneath her breasts, she finally screamed out her assent. For the rest of the night there was celebration all. Steven had brought a map and they found a pleasant if slightly strenuous walk with lovely views. There were more sheep and lambs which pleased Becca immensely.They reached home around five and had a cup of tea on the sofa in the sitting room."Thank you, Uncle Steven, for another lovely day," Becca said. "It was all fun but the best bit was Robin Hood's Bay. I felt so alive and free by the sea." I know what you mean. There seems to be so much space when you look out to sea."Becca nodded.