Her lipstick tasted of cinnamon and as she pressed her tongue into his mouth, that sweet taste spread throughout it as well.Her fingers pressed down o...n the crotch of his pants, closing around his still hard cock, giving it a playful squeeze. She pumped it a few times, just enough to send tiny sparks to his brain.Suddenly she laughed and moved her hand to the stick shift. Catherine pushed the car into gear and pressed down on the accelerator. The engine roared and the tires screeched as the. “You are a very good girl, aren’t you?” He felt the tape through my panties and started to pull my shorts and leggings down.“I try, sir.” I kicked them off of my ankles as he grabbed my right cheek hard and pulled it aside. My pussy twitched. “Get on all fours on the floor.” His fingers slid under my choker and snapped it against my neck. My knees folded without my command. I put my hands out to catch myself as gravity and passion put me into his desired position. He stepped onto my ass with. That left me with two very unhappy women and their lovely young daughters, all four dressed as if for party, crinoline and lace, rich and haughty and very nearly bare-chested. My men got them to over my ship as my prize crew boarded. My boys were anxious and nearly drooling with anticipation as they rowed hard and ignored the show of tears. We had enjoyed a few female captives before, worn them out and, I fear, fed them to the fishes.An hour later, with my handsome prize almost out of sight,. The rest of her was aces as well. This babe was a looker, a butter and egg fly. She stood in front of my desk waiting for me to invite her to sit down. I was dizzy with the dame and couldn't make my vocal chords work. I finally croaked out something which she took as an offer of a chair. She was like poetry in motion when she folded her svelte body into the chair and stared at me. When she started to speak her voice was like honey and I was the bee.I didn't catch what she said at first and she.