'I am Captain''MY OFFICE ... NOW', the Captain shouted and Chrissie waddled off quickly, the dildo lowering itself slowly as she went. 'THIS SHIP IS A... FUCKING SHAMBLES!' she screamed. 'WHO THE FUCK DOES NOT HAVE THEIR CUTLASSES?'Hands swept to the sides and two pirates gingerly stepped forward.'I HAVE THREE CUTLASSES. WHO IS THE THIRD PERSON?' barked the Captain looking round her ship'Captain, there is no Cutlass by Chrissie's shorts', I told her and she peered at the discarded item of clothing. I turned, and here was a very young girl, 14 at most. "I've been waiting for you," she said. She was wearing a black lace dress, with buttons up the front. It beautifully matched her dark hair and blue eyes. She somewhat resembled the Goth girls of a few years ago, but she was much more nicely dressed."For me?" I asked stupidly.She ignored my question, and, taking my hand, led me to the barred gate of the Cleaver mausoleum. It opened at her touch and we passed inside. A dreamlike feeling came. In fact, that’s probably what made us so close, the fact that we had little parental guidance. We ended up relying on each other more than most siblings. We hardly saw each other at school though, since he was a grade below me. When my junior year in high school was coming to an end, (I was just sixteen) I was made aware of a very well-kept secret. Only the senior boys and a small group of senior girls knew about it, and I was lucky enough to be one of those girls. It was a small school, with. She just looked and giggled. Her expanded tits bounced with her laughter and she grabbed my cock and held it to hers."I always thought you had a decent cock but I guess that's just foolishness now!" she exclaimed. I blushed as she began stroking our cocks together. She smiled at my reaction and spoke. "I suppose you should get to cum since I've already coated you in my seed once and I shouldn't ignore such a cute cock." Her words stung a bit but my cock betrayed me as she spoke. It.