Harriet, you know about these things. Will you help Lady Fallon and Lucy?”“Lucy should know more about this than I. I’ve never sailed in a man o...’ war myself.”Lucy Wilkes nodded. On the homebound voyage in HMS Medusa she’d had a small cabin to herself, and she recalled the haste with which the after guard had cleared the cabins.“You better stow away all personal clothing as well. Some men regard our underwear as collectibles,” she giggled.Lady Fallon blushed slightly whilst her husband fought a. He knew he couldn’t let up his guard – not for one minute – but there was a part of him that wished this would all be over soon. He couldn’t run for the rest of his life, and he was so close now he could almost feel it! Two more flights, then an hours ride into the hills, and maybe, just maybe he would live to see another day. He knew Morales – by reputation – was a thorough tactician, but Campbell and Joannides were known pythons. It would, he knew, take a miracle to outrun those two. I wondered how bad her wanting was. How hard would I have to push to break her mentally. I looked around the room slowly. I didn't like hotel rooms they were dirty and untrustworthy but it would have to do for now. This would have to do for the night. In my head I started to formulate a plan of our activities for the next few hours then I made my preparations. I had pulled the sheets from the extra bed in the room and twisted them around and tied a knot at each end, rummaged through her purse. The moment for both of them was near! Abruptly, Ebony raised her slackened face to whimper out a guttural, a****lish groan from deep in her throat. Her glazed dark eyes were round and unseeing. Vantha knew that the time was now. She began humping Ebony as fast and as hard as she could with her cock. At the same time, Vantha gripped Ebony's prick with her mental powers as hard as she could, and shifted into overdrive on it. Vantha's thrusts into Ebony's pussy, and the frigging motion on.