The lights were still off but there were enough lights coming from outside to see him. I opened my eyes and said, “I’m sorry but..” He said, “...an I ask something from you one last time?”I knew what could he ask and I felt awkward but I didn’t want to see him being disappointed. I loved him very much and I couldn’t describe the type of love for him but it was love for sure. I said, “Ok, whatever you say I’ll do. I promise.” He said, “Swear on me and if you wont does it say now. If you will say. "Do you still want me to stop, honey?" God, no!" Renee gasped out. "Keep doing it. Please keep doing it!"Fran's hot lips descended on Renee's breasts again and the younger girl couldn't believe the intensity of feeling she was having. She'd never even looked at a woman with this in mind.Fran's lips started to trace a path down Renee's belly. They stirred hotly through her hair. Then they were wet and slobbery on her burning pee hole."Oh!" she screamed. "Do it, Fran! Do it!"But Fran wasn't about. The I was told to put some stockings on,they were very fine and whitewith seams,I did as I was told,but was given help to get the seamsstraight,it was difficult for me particularly with the size of mybreasts.I have to admit,that the feel of them really aroused me(obviously the hormones),and this was noticed as I put my shoes backon,Jo grabbed my penis and began to masturbate it, I felt somethingenter my anus,as I was tottering on my heels it was that bastard Thomasfucking my arse,I screamed. She would have time later to reflect on her plan of revenge against Black Jack. For now, the first step in her plan needed to be set in motion.A planked gangway still connected the galleon to the dock. She waited a moment, observing the first watchman on deck, careful there weren't others. His tobacco mingled with the salty breeze. She inhaled, the aroma triggering a memory of a time spent with another man. Molly blinked back a tear.Molly stepped from the shadows, a vision in black. Her pale.