. there’s a story?”“Master Bill saved me from a life as a sex-slave,” Candy told her. “My first ‘master’ raped me and, when he got tired... of me, sold me to a slave dealer.”“I was a druggy,” Bernadette added. “I was in a sort of rehab centre. The Skipper offered me a job; at sea, I won’t have access to my usual sources of drugs and I’m away from temptation.”“I wouldn’t have thought Bill’d be a cradle-snatcher. Or a paedophile.”“He’s not!” Candy was first, but Bernadette wasn’t far behind.“Other. I started by rubbing over it and pushing my first finger and finger fucking her and she was enjoying it and start to do sounds like “Hmmmmmmmmmm” “I can’t stop put it in”I slowly entered her pussy with light force and it didn’t enter completely due to virginity and I pushed it a little more, she was in pain for a while and started enjoying my slow strokes and started moaning.I slowly increased the pace and fucked her hard for 20 mins in different positions missionary, cowgirl, doggy etc… And. We ate, then to my surprise he spoke to me in English. He said he loved me from the first time he saw me in the water!I listen intently as he shared, as I wondered how "my savage lover" knew our language. He revealed his mother was white and his father was Great Warrior Chief of his tribe. Together from that union, he "Soaring Eagle" was conceived out of the love they shared. His mother had many struggles but she overcame the cultural odds of the tribe and she earned the right to be. I remembered this was about deep throating and slipped down all the way. It took some doing since he was long. His encouragement was to swallow it all ... at least most of it. I sucked even harder and hopefully better with that encouragement - the lunch time fiasco (my opinion afterwards) was not much fun. Just a kind of wham bam thank you man! They seemed to think it was my pleasure to give them pleasure - of course it was but it is nice to be appreciated. I would like to say I wouldn't do.