" The Satisfaction!" Carmen exclaimed, "That's Henry Morgan's ship is it not?"Henry Morgan and his ship the Satisfaction were very well known by every...one. Morgan was one of the most ruthless of privateers, his daring, brutality, and intelligence had made him the most feared, and respected buccaneer on the seas. But, Henry Morgan was not a pirate, a rogue perhaps, but not a pirate. He was a privateer. He held a paper issued by a representative of the English government, the governor of Jamaica,. The feeling of the hot air on my pink and swollen labia added to my list of growing sensations along with the now very distinct feeling of hot air entering my vagina. Which could only mean that by spreading my leg the way I had, my labia had parted allowing the hot steam to enter deep inside of me. I was getting lost in all of these sensations when I heard and felt the sauna door open. The slight rush of cooler air running across my sweat covered body. I steeled myself to ignore the intruder. I sit up, naked for you. I can see your eyes looking me over. I hope you like what you see. My legs are closed, not wanting you to not fully see me yet. I don't want you to see how my pussy is dripping its load all over the sofa. I dont want you to see how its moistened my thighs and how desperate I am. I take my hand and run it over my breasts, taking in a sharp breath as I pass my puffy pink nipples. It feels so good already. I slowly work down past my stomach and finally reach my shaved. I had no idea why, perhaps because he looked so cute in a “naughty boy sort of way”, I found myself unbuttoning my pyjama top and exposing my breasts to him.Gary’s eyes lit up and he lowered his hand to my breasts and cupped one before he gently squeezed it and my nipple instantly hardened. “Don’t neglect the other one” I whispered. Within seconds he had both his hands on my breasts, massaging and squeezing away whilst crooning with joy.The whole thing was making me so horny I could’t believe.