" I said. "You mean...?" Mia asked. "Yeah! She fucked men for money. But she stopped a few months ago and decided to fuck my friends instead." "Does s...he suck you often?" Everyday. Twice a day. She also sucks my asshole and doesn't let anybody else do it. She tells me that I can have any number of girlfriends, marry anybody but my asshole is her's to eat." How fucking beautiful!" Mia exclaimed as her cock gave another visible twitch.My mother let go of our cocks. Wet from her saliva they looked. Can you tell me what happened? Is this the Pretty Jane’s boat?”To both questions the young woman nodded. She cleared her throat again with an effort and drank another draught of water before she spoke.“I am Clarissa Durning. My father is - was - Captain James Durning of the Pretty Jane. We were attacked by a pirate. My father was killed” - here, she swallowed hard - “defending the ship. The pirates were too many. They killed all the men.”“How did you escape, then?” Tony enquired. He pulled his shoes off and then his pants and hung them on a tree. Emily lay there, expectantly. Her body was perfect – still glinting from sweat. The ground was soft and just damp enough to be comfortably – covered in a soft moss. He positioned himself between her open legs – Emily’s blue eyes had stared at him for nearly two decades – and this was the first time he had truly loved their lustful stare. With that, he grabbed his cock in one hand and placed it at her entrance. His tip touched. I'm sorry about the first time and you not being there. I am Cully-boy."I'd never opened the envelope of small notes she'd made of those first two days with him. I never will. She took that envelope to the Wells Fargo and put it in the safe deposit box, so the boys wouldn't discover it. The seal has never been broken."No, Girl, I don't want you to be sorry. That was different. It was meant to be that way." And I believed that then and I believe that now. God wanted them to conduct themselves in.