"What do you want?" Kell asked, breaking in."I want a ship again. A sea going ship!" the man answered instantly. He had obviously thought about this."...We don't have any ships," I told him."I mean when you win. If you win, I want a ship of my own again," Captain Billy told us."I believe that once we drive the British out of North America that we will be able to give you a ship," I told him with a smile."I've been watching the arrival and sailing of ships here for the last six years since I was. He smiled at Dan as he moved, giving him flashesof bare flesh before finally removing his shirt. He kicked off his shoes,pulled off his socks and then began to rub his hands over his crotch andbum before slowly unzipping and letting his trousers fall to the floor. Hisrock-hard erection tented his low-cut briefs as he turned around a fewtimes in front of Dan. Then he eased the briefs over his erection andpushed them down. Stepping out of his briefs, Blake thrust his crotchforward so that Dan. They were bad out here because we were in the boonies of Florida and it was mostly swamp and woods around us.Rooster started cat-calling from across the way again when he saw us. He was trying to get my mother’s attention and sweet talk her. “Hey, pretty lady, why don’t you give me a sign? I’ll make you mine all mine!” he shouted.“I’d like to give him a stop sign and shove it up his ass,” my Mom whispered.“Now now, you told us that we have to be polite to everyone. Even Master Rooster, Ma’am,”. With each thrust of his hips, I found new ecstasy. I looked up at him as he thrust away and wanted so very much to kiss him, but he was too busy pummeling me into the surface of the bed. But I loved the look of intense concentration and rapture I saw in his expression. The next thing I knew, I was wrapping my legs around him, wanting to hold him in; wanting this bliss to go on as long as possible. The next thing I knew, though, Jay started grunting a bit with each thrust of his dick into me. I.