‘You won’t survive the voyage.’ She tried her best not to think about he crazy witch’s insights. Nonetheless, Hazel’s voice haunted her. The... sun’s warmth radiated down uninterrupted on the main deck and as long as she wasn’t weary from working it its heat, the rays felt good. The men on board the ship were working up a sweat transferring the cargo stored below and staging it topside in readiness to be offloaded when the ship docked in port. Weakened from the drain of a high fever, seasick most. “And you will become my Queen?” pressed the General, stepping close to Valeria, hishands resting on her hips and drawing her closer. “Yes, I will be your Queen,” she replied, cut off as Bairacali suddenly pressed his lips forcefully against her mouth in a crushing kiss. The General’s tongue roughly forced it’s way into the beautiful noble’s mouth. “Excellent!” he said as he broke off the kiss. “We should celebrate, seal the deal.” Here it comes, Valeria thought to herself. “Yes,” she said with. She simply closed her eyes. She then whispers to me. “I wanna get drunk with you. Come let’s celebrate today. After all you finally asked me out”. I laughed.We then started boozing. And while boozing I hold her hands and told her all my feelings with a mix of words songs. She was just listening to me. We both got pretty much drunk. I don’t know how much we had. But I had shed a lot of cash. I knew she was also too drunk. We got out in the cab which I booked before. I dropped her at her place.. A bit of one asscheek showing. I'm enveloped and surrounded by her feminine scent. I notice that tender spot in between thigh and pussy, the inner crease of the leg. I bury my face there, rubbing back and forth between panty covered pussy and thick thigh, inhaling, getting a faint smell of sweat, but still sweet, warm. I lick and suck and bite at this area hard, enjoying one of the softest parts of a woman. I reach up and grab her ripped sweatpants and aggressively rip more of it, exposing more.