She knew how to quickly integrate large numbers of new crew. Mostly it was about alcohol, and friendly contests. With the threat of pirates about, she...’d denied the night’s ration of rum, but there was surprisingly little grumbling from the crew. After All Souls Night, most of them were going to need a few days before they wanted to even think about alcohol again. Instead, they were promised games. As soon as the anchor was down and the evening meal was served, she’d announced the terms of the. We exchange some small talk in my car. When we reached her place she asked, ‘Would you like to come in to have one last drink?’ I followed her, watching as she wiggled that succulent bubble butt. She was a bit tipsy, but not drunk, and as she sat in the sofa, her dress had hiked up high on her thighs, and I could see the tops of her stockings just where the garters clip on. With wide eyes I admired her exposed thighs. I couldn’t take my eyes away from her fleshy thighs. She saw me gazing at her. Again his head shook in the negative, "No, I'm almost positive that your wish would have sent him to his house in Ireland. That was where he first crossed from Hell to Earth, and he is at his strongest and safest there."I nodded and looked back at the road, "I'm sure he has his reasons Jon," I replied sleepily.The butler shrugged and fell silent. He wrapped his hands around in the reigns.We didn't reach a village like we had hoped we would before the horses tired. Jon decided that a small. When I entered her room, she was already nude, laying on her back, legs spread wide for Daddy. I made her close them for the moment, so I could take some time to admire her nubile young body. And what a body! The face of a nymphet, pale skin without blemish, and the supremely erotic Finnish Combo: Long, straight, jet-black hair, but also Arctic-blue eyes. Soft, unpainted lips, budding, small breasts, nipples nonetheless erect, an acknowledgement of what was about to be done to her, the barest.