Zack slipped from the tree, and quickly made his way to the clearing where he'd told Ben to take the members of the old crew. Ben had the crew assembl...ed along with the Countess and as Zack looked over the men he quickly realized he'd made an error. Captain Merick was not among the crew. The Countess was with them, dressed in pants, and a fetching looking top that was now very transparent since it was wet; hhowever, there was no Captain Merick. Damn!"Ben," the first mate started to explain to. Mumtaz’s short cute fingers unbuttoned his jeans like how she unraveled the evidence during the hearing. With ease, her palm slid into his brief like how she slithered around opposition lawyer’s arguments.She squeezed his balls first, just like how she squeezed facts. The stranger let out a sigh as she pulled down the brief and held his fully erect cock. He had the same excitement Alex had during the hearing. She touched his tip by rolling down the foreskin. He was wet too.Mumtaz widened her. I looked around the room and realized we were in his room, not mine. Shit, Shit, Shit! I do like him, but not like this. My liquored up brain really got me this time.I slipped out of bed found most of my clothes, except for my shoes. Was I really walking around Washington DC streets without my freaking shoes? Shit! I must have been really drunk. No one should brave those streets barefoot.I got dressed quietly and when I opened the door to the room I found my shoes in the hallway. A lady was. I felt strangely light headed and totally aware. My sense of smell seemed to have been magnified a hundred times and as we made our way up the tight spiral staircase I could have sworn I could smell the musky, womanly aroma emanating from between Lucy’s legs just in front of me. The scent was amazing; it made me aware of my own moistness inside my black lacy thong and heightened my need for some kind of sexual release.We found the other two in the upstairs lounge sat in a group on the huge.