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I smiled to myself in the darkness and went back to sleep. The early morning light struck my face, I jumped awake, then rose and splashed my girl face. There was no sign of Fulala, but I smelled coffee brewing. The tent flap watching raised higher, she came in and handed me a cup, “Jim” she said. A commotion erupted somewhere along the beach, I snatched up my pistol, rushing from the tent. A crowd was gathering just along the tree line. When I had pushed my way through I saw the slaver Captain swinging from a rope tied to a branch above. My Bosun came over, “Looks like he ‘ung ‘iself!” he said with a huge grin. I frowned at him, wondering how the now dead Captain would have been able to get past the sentries and then swim to shore before hanging himself. It didn’t seem at all likely. Back at my tent, I indicated to Fulala that I needed to go out to the ship, pointing for her to remain here, she shook her head vehemently, she uttered a string of strange words, then stormed off towards the boat. On board she followed me everywhere, she would never leave my side, I had a permanent shadow. I even saw some of my crew, slyly nudge and wink at each other. But she would not go near any of them, she would hide behind me should one approach for instructions. That evening I sat for a while, once more with my pipe, Fulala came and sat close, she leaned her shoulder to mine, her hand resting on my knee. My pipe empty, she stood and took my hand, then led me inside. She picked up the pot of salve provided by the doctor and passed it to me. Facing away from me, she removed her shirt, then stood to wait. Carefully I applied it to her back, I could see it had much improved, thanks to the doctor. Gently I rubbed some into the welts busty across her shoulders, Still then her hand came up to cover mine, she held it still for a moment, then she was pulling my hand down to her breast, she held it to her, once more just holding it still, then she began to move my hand, around her breasts, she pushed my fingers to a nipple, squeezing them around it, I could feel it harden under my touch. She turned to face me, speaking softly, it seemed to be a chant of some kind. Her fingers went to the buttons of my shirt, to undo them one by one. She pushed it off of my shoulders letting it fell to the ground. Her hands came to my chest, her fingers exploring as she appeared to be examining my white skin. She undid and dropped my breeches, then fetching the bowl, she washed me. She smiled when she lowered my pants, then washed me there as well. After pushing me to the cot, I lay down and watched her as she also washed. When she was done, she came and stood by the cot, looking down at me. I held my hand to her, she took it in hers, raised it to her lips, and she kissed my fingers. Then she lay beside me, doing nothing else, except look masturbating into my face, she was waiting for me to make the first move. Once more I took hold of her breasts, to admire their firmness and the now very hard nipples. I was indeed captivated by their beauty. Her eyes never left mine, the gaze was intent in its scrutiny. Then she was whispering to me in her own language, how I wished I understood. I felt a pang of worry; its far harder to impress an older girl. She leant down and tried to undo my belt, trying to force her hand into my fly and grabbing my cock. I admired her for a while until I let go of her foot. The sensations were like much-needed healing salves as Musad brutalized Mira's ass. “No… I—” Her head swam from the impact of the blow, but she tried to think. Still holding each other, the two lowered themselves to the couch until Jess was on her back, arms draped around her lover's neck. “It's kinda messed up,” I said even as an excitement throbbed through my cock. Madison becomes so loud Michael has to shove her face down into a pillow just keep her from waking everyone in the house. Bridget may have never been wrong, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t change things. He had very little hair around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. Why Ana had to do something stupid like that. “You’re just repeating what I said, Leveria.” Father taunted as he pushed into me faster and faster. Why don't we get you out of these wet clothes then try to figure out how we're going to get you in the house. “Actually, I have this thing that I have to go to on Monday. Dustin slowly withdrew his deflated cock out of Ariel, looking down at her now gaping pussy. I'm not admitting something that's not true. He got muscle from playing football instead of getting it from going to the gym. “This will remove all hair,” she said calmly as she carefully spread the cream. One spell was a perception incantation to disguise our features, the other was more invasive. As I stand up and busty take a few more smacks at Still your breasts with the girl flogger. Jake was soon breathing heavily. “What masturbating breed of dog do you think would make a good companion for me?” I was quite confident that three 6 foot plus guys could protect the 5 foot nothing, skinny me. I could feel their breathing. James leaned down at the same time that Ashley rose up on her toes and met him in the middle. “There’s a ‘no shoes’ rule on this boat,” Ethan continued, “and since it’s just you and me, there’s a ‘no clothes’ rule for women as well.” Going out of the Underground at St. Pancras, Jon told me to get on the escalator before him. A fit watching female in her mid 40 Angela has been with Stella since her years as a lieutenant– over twenty years ago!