As the man was taking a batch of candy off the puller, he caught sight of Gerald watching through the open door.“Martha, we’ve got a spectator,”...he said. The woman turned from her work without slowing down as she wrapped and twisted the ends of the papers on the candy.“Do you think it’s an elf?” she asked. The man bent over to look at Gerald, then turned and flipped the mass of candy onto the kneading board.“No, I don’t think so. His ears aren’t pointy.”“Now George, you know that the Northern. ‘Ye may follow a different code than me Mary Read, but I carry about me a sort of honor. They risked their lives to save ye and I’ll risk mine fer theirs.’ He turned and rushed out onto the deck without another word. He ran straight at the demon as quickly and quietly as he could with his sword held high for a strike. Upon reaching the demon he brought his sword down aiming for its neck, but the demon turned at the last moment bringing his own sword around to parry Jack’s. Ah, Calico Jack ye. But his son gave nothing away, innocently studying the rim of his empty whisky glass. ‘Milly been shooting off her mouth has she?’ he snapped. Matt was fearless. Looking his father straight in the eye he said, ‘No. Actually it was Martha herself. I think she’s still in love with you, or at least the memory of you dad.’ Collier looked at his son startled. ‘Bloody hell, don’t you ever say that to anyone, it would kill your mother if she heard that. I suspect that she knows that I had a bit of a. Quickly we trade positions, your desire seemingly ignited. As I land on my back, you reach for my manhood. No slowness now, only maddened desire. You, but for a moment, engulf the head of my cock in your mouth, as though you wanted to sate a desire to taste me. Slathering my cock with saliva, you straddle me, setting the head of my cock against the opening of your pussy. With both hands I reach for your breasts, holding them, thumbing your nipples. You can wait no longer and drop yourself hard.