” he said. “What?” I asked. “Please understand, Sir. I didn’t have a choice. It was an invitation only sex-club type thing. I had to gain en...try to gather evidence. And once I managed to get an invitation through Salma Madam’s contacts, I…..well…I had to do whatever or…whoever everyone else was doing.” he said apologetically. “Hmmmm.” I said. “How was she?” “Excuse me?” “How was she? My wife? Was she a good fuck? You are the first man I am actually talking to who has fucked my wife. Well, about. My mouth watered for something other than cock right then. I started dishing up the food as I called, “Dinner!”Corey came first. His feet pounded down the stairs, full of his excitement. He appeared in a tank top and shorts. My eyes fell down to his crotch. They were tight enough I could see a bulge. He wasn’t hard, but he did look hung.A cock in need of a mother’s lips sucking—Stop being a perverted mother!“Smells great, Mom,” Corey said and took his usual spot at the table. He sat to my. But she really isn’t sure how to do it.“Just a little Sir, I am not sure if I know how to do it,” she whispers back to Donald.Her pink cheeks and shyness endear her to him. This will be interesting. He must take it slow with her so she does not bolt like a young unsure horse.“Emma, I will guide you, and we will take it very slow so you can learn. This is one of the main things I will be wanting you to do to pleasure me. In time it will become a natural thing to you, and you will know when. It was obvious the man had been treated badly; but try as hard as he could, Beecher felt no sympathy for his old skipper.Standing in the passageway Zack tried to collect his thoughts; the young first mate's first thoughts were of the white hot anger he felt towards Merick; and then how much harm he wanted to inflict on Merick. Eventually reason set in because Zack realized that he faced several other problems far worse than finding the disgraced captain bound to a chair. At this point, whatever.