She was the perfect picture of lust as she stripped off her remaining clothes, lay back on the bed, and continued to caress her own tits with one hand... as the other began a frantically wild finger-fuck.Carolyn's head was writhing side to side as her hips bucked frantically to meet the wild, almost uncontrolled thrusting, three fingers buried deep in her stretched and dripping wet pussy. I swore I could hear her screaming as she came and came; I could see the dark puddle of wetness on her bed. My. At first glance, it could have been mistaken for an errant movement of Juliette’s foot as she slept, but it began to progress further up the bed, growing in size and intensity as it went. The light seemed to coalesce into the shape of a girl, no taller than five feet, and waif-like in stature. By the time the spectre was fully formed it was standing beside Juliette’s bed, next to her pillow.The spectre knelt at the side of the bed and began to whisper in Juliette’s ear.Juliette stirred. It was cold. Heavenly! “You just had that put up you?” “Y-Yes ... Master...” “You new here, then?” “Yes, Master ...” The strong fingers were kneading the thick ointment onto her flesh. Belle didn’t mind that it hurt even more at that moment. It would soon get better. “You no like that up you?” The word ‘no’ came to Belle’s lips, but she suppressed it. “It ... it is for my own good, Master ...” “You like it then?” “Y-Yes, Master,” Belle forced herself to say. “You like a prick better, then?”. None of them made it. They were no match for the JBG fast ships,” Andy said.“The freighter decided it was time to run. Edgar wanted the ship investigated by the US Navy,” Andy said.The Navy had the authority by UN decree and was charged to stop weapons from reaching the civil war torn east Africa.“Edgar sent orders to the fast boats and Blackhawks to stop the freighter from moving,” Andy said.“Edgar contacted the US command ship for the area. The USS Boxer was one hundred and fifty miles away..