“There’s an inlet. Leads to a lagoon where my ship is beached.”“Aye, I know the place,” the oarsman said with a nod. “I ain’t goin’ ou...t on ocean water drunk though. I’m gonna get some supper and sober up. Meet me at cat dock in three hours.”“Which one is cat dock?” Jack asked.“Towards the back of the cove. The one with the cat head,” the drunk said, gesturing off in the direction of the lift. “Just look down, you can’t miss it.”Jack looked at the fading skyline. “Three hours? Won’t it be dark. ‘What happened to your hand?’ Her concern evident in her voice. ‘Lab accident. Pat messed up the chemical mixture in the beaker and it exploded. It’s fine really, the nurse got the glass out of my hand and bandaged it up.’ Tim was silently pleased at Jamie’s concern. Jamie picked up his hand, placed a slight peck on the clean bandage, and placed it back down on the table. She giggled lightly. ‘I’m glad you are okay and it was just a small injury. I hope I made it better.’ Tim’s hand, now. As he kicked off his shoes – one landing on the piano keys with a dissonant slap – I unzipped and quickly pulled down his slacks. Boxers, just as I had always fantasized. After I managed to release his penis from its cruel confinement, I took a moment just to admire it – by far the biggest I had ever seen. But again, he interrupted those thoughts – again grabbing my hair, and pushing the entire length of his cock into my mouth. For a moment I started to gag and worried that I couldn’t catch a. The heavier guy finally got his clothes off and put his smaller dick in one of her hands. He ordered her to pump him so she started beating him off the best she could still being restrained and all. He slapped and pinched at Brandi's tits sometimes she would cry out in pain but he just laughed. "I love the way fake tits bounce" he laughed "Just like a ball" he said as he slapped them extra hard. He roughly flick her erect nipples and laughed every time she let out a squeak. Grabbing one of her.