”“Yes?”“Yes! My tits are your; my cunt is yours; my whole fucking whore body is yours to use for your pleasure. I am your fucking whore”�...�Well then, whore! Come on!”She took the girl’s hand and almost dragged her to the bedroom where just a short while ago, her son had taken her. She quickly stripped the young woman and admired the firm body, a thin thatch of blonde hair between the legs was not enough to hide the puffy pussy lips, The firm young tits with nipples barely a shade different. The tone, the way she touched him with the tone. She saw his cock now further out of the sheath than it was before. She didn’t just smile, though. I smiled when I saw it and squeezed Mom’s hand. Helen smiled but also licked her lips at the sight of the cock poking out of the sheath. She was at the cock in a moment, her ass sticking up in the air right at us. We moved just to the side to see better. Her mouth, after an initial kiss, parted and took the tip inside her lips. Just that little. I made no movement as to try to cover my dripping cock so she asked me again to cover myself. I noticed that the door was closed to this room and that no one else was nearby as well. I then noticed too that she had become a wanton hot gal again as she gently touched the tip of my cock and instead of pulling the covers over it, she looked into my eyes and told me it had been awhile since she'd seen one so ready to cum and that she'd get me off...if...I'd do something for her. I told her I do. ’ I turned to the men and smiled. This was the usual response from rich bitches. Motioning to the doctors and my First Mate, Jorge, I stood back from the girl and approached the wide rail on the port side of the ship. My men were high in the rigging and standing on the yardarms, watching the fun below. The three men soon had the Frenchwoman stripped and in shackles, much to her distress. Unbroken as yet, she threatened one and all with the rope’s end or the hangman’s noose. Hearing slight.