"Yes Susan, There are still Pirates" *closed for PP1 and myself*

katalynn

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Katalynn (recently Calloway)

I had just recently gotten married to the most wonderful man. Yes he was rich, richer than most men of this time. I had no idea what he did, nor did I care. Just knew that he took wonderful care of me and we loved eachother more than anything.

We were to get married and have our honey moon on a cruise ship down in Asia parts, it was to go around the world, 3 month trip. I am sure it could be done sooner, but we were in no hurry to get back home. Rich Calloway and I planned on doing some sight seeing off shore as well, when the chance arose.

Rich was my new husband, big and strong. 6ft 7 of raw muscle, long raven black hair down to the middle of his waist. It was mid 70's so long hair was still really popular, plus I wouldn't let him cut it for the life of him.

Me? I stood about 6ft, raven black hair that ran down to my knees, always braided so it would be kept nice and shiny with no split ends healthy as possible. My hair was my strongest point when first looking at me. People would pay a pretty high price for it. I would never sell it of course. Crystal blue eyes, blue as the seas, long natrual nails, most healtiest, luscious skin a woman could have, very well toned. Looked I was well takend care of and could take care myself in return.

This was the first time I had ever actually been on a ship like this. I had been on a few little ships, nothing compared to this. It was built like an old english ship, tall sails, at least two wheels to control it, gigantic masses. IT was made out to look like a pirate ship, advanced and newer of course, but had the same feel to it. Ships name was "Crystal Moon", the name comes from mainly the sails, they seem to have this glitter to them when under the moon's beam.
"Yes, sweet little Susan there are pirates and if you are not a good little girl, they will come and get you."

A mother was speaking to her eight year old daughter, which who believed her, and began to behave right there and then. I just laughed at this. Everyone knew there were no pirates to speak of, least there hasn't been for 30 years.
It is on our first week into the trip, out in the middle of ocean with nothing around for miles, next stop was at least three more days. it was so beautiful when the sun would set. Rich an I would sit at the back of the ship and watch the sun set.
 
Richard Miguel O'Flynn:

U.S. Army deserter from the Viet Nam war. I'd E&E'd, escaped and evaded, to Thailand and then an achipelago in the South China Sea.

It wasn't that I was a coward. It wasn't that I was opposed to the war. The reason I deserted was because I'd off'ed two MP's who tried to arrest me for blackmarketing. One was shot, one killed hand to hand. That meant life in Levenworth with no parole possible. No sir, not for me.

Before being drafted I run an 'import/export' business from Mexico and Central America. I ran drugs into the US by boat so I was a good sailor, knew boats, had combat experience, and now, now I'm a modern day pirate in the South China Seas, one of many.

I'd managed to get a WWII PT boat with good engines and a sound hull with some of the money from off shore banks and I'd armed it with two old Ma Duce, M-2 .50 caliber Browning machine guns and a 20mm cannon.

My ruthless crew of four and I were shadowing a pleasure sailing craft and when the sun was on the horizon we'd take it by coming out of the sun into them so they wouldn't see us.

Once we'd stripped it of any valuables, if there wasn't any resistance those on board would be set adrift in the lifeboat and it'd be scuttled. By the time they were resuced we'd be long gone.

We circled around so we they were sailing right at us. When the sun was sitting on the horizon we made our move. As Chin piloted the boat, I took the bow and a .50 cal with a .30 cal Browning Automatic Rifle, BAR beside me. When we reached the boat a quick turn put us broad side and chin used the PA to tell them to heave to or be sunk.

I had the .50 cal trained on the guy sitting in the stern at the wheel.

Talk about a stupid jerk off. Instead of just dropping the sails and letting us do our business he stands up, and fuck but he was tall, with a long gun of some kind in his hands while looking down the muzzle of a .50 caliber machine gun. Like I said a stupid jerk off.

One three round burst of machine gun fire removed the threat and him, as he pitched overboard from the impact of the half-inch rounds hitting his chest.

Chin pulled alongside and I hopped on boad with the BAR. I swiveled left to right in the cockpit, but there wasn't anyone visible.

Miguel was next on board and he covered the hatches in case anyone tired to pop out of one of 'em.

A spin of the wheel moved the boat out of the wind and our PT boat pulled alongside and Tom tied it onto the motor sailer.

I kicked in each door as I went along all of the rooms were empty until I kicked in the master's stateroom. Inside I found one hot looking bitch who stood only two inches or so shorter than me.

When the door crashed against the bukhead she was reaching for something in a drawer, I didn't think it wise to let her get out whatever it was, took two long steps and kicked her in the stomach.

The grunt took all her wind with it and she dropped to her knees on the deck clutching the pain in her belly with both hands and gasping for air.
 
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There was very few people on board, most were probably in the dining area getting ready for dinner. Rich knew the boat better than anyone, so he would take control when the actual driver went on his breaks or slept.

I was in our room preparing for dinner myself, freshly washed hair was let down dripping along the floor. I had just put on a light, black slip for the dress I was about to wear. Slip was see through enough to see the major parts. Dark out line of perk nipples poking through the silk, firm very well delveloped breast wanting to rip out of the thin material.
Wasn't clear though it was noticable enough to see I had shaved pussy. Naval ring that shown against the material.

I was reaching for some silk ribbons to braid into my hair when the door crashed open and before I could react, down on my knees in pain. The ribbons clentched in my hand, showing that I was harmless. Once I caught my breath, not looking at the man that stood before;

"Why the hell did you do that? And what do you want, I have nothing to give?"

Gasping out the words, trying to keep them strong. Slowly began to stand up reaching for bath robe that was next the dresser. Not knowing that my husband is now dead, but if this guy had gotten this far, he must be. I wouldn't accept that thought. Struggling to stand up again, attempting to cover myself with the robe.
 
O'Flynn:

The robe is ripped from her hands as she gasps for air. It's belt's stripped off as she tries to cover what looks like a world class body barely covered by an almost transparent slip.

A violent shove on one shoulder spins her around and shoves her backward so the edge of the cabin's bed trips her up and she falls face down onto it.

He's on her in a flash, drops the BAR onto the matteress and jerks her arms behind her. The belt from the robe is used to tie her elbows behind her, pulled together until they almost touch the strain on her shoulders helping to keep the tightly tied cloth belt in place.

She's still gripping the satin ribbons that had come out of the drawer in her hand and he jerks them from her hand, ties their ends together and pulls and jerks to test their strength.

Finding it satisfactory he turns around and sits on her ass then bends one knee and then the other and ties one end of the ribbon to the first ankle, twists it to add to its strength and ties it to the other ankle to hobble her so she can't run or kick.

Then he gets up and rolls her over so he can inspect his prize. He answers her questions as he hears Tom and Miguel rounding up the other passengers and few crew members and herding them all into the dining area.

"Well let's see. "Why did I do that?" was your first question I believe. To be sure that nothing was coming out of that drawer that could possibly be used to shoot me.
"Your second question was "What do I want?" and then you said that you have nothing to give I believe, right?"
"Well I want everything of any value on this boat, after all that's what pirates do you know, they loot boats that they've captured as we've captured this one.
"As for you having nothing to give, on I think you've a lot to give and I mean to have and take it all and I do mean all," he says as his hands close on and squeeze both breasts that your tied position push out to strain even more against the nearly transparent slip.
"Oh yes, I'll take it all and enjoy every second of it."
 
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Surprisingly for him I didn't put up a fight. In a strange way liking this, it always aroused me when a man takes control like this. Rich never did. I did although, show my hatred when I stared at him dead on when he rolled me over.

"There is no need to tie me up, I may not want what your about to do, but I have no way to fight you. I already know I will lose the fight."

Strong scottish accent ran deep in my voice. Considering it was hard for me to breath with the stretch of the binds, and current situation. I was ver calm when I spoke. I already knew I had lost, an now with the feeling of my lost husband. I did not care.

"This is very painful, as well as uncomfortable. I know you don't care, but it is truely uncalled for. Just how are you going to rape me in this awkard posistion without breaking my arms and legs?"

There was a hint of fear the more I spoke. I really didn't want to get raped, rather have that than this pain the binds are causing me. Forcing back the tears, the strain pulls harder by my weight an his. Least being raped once he's done he'll most likely kill me. Just knew I had to get out of these binds. The ribbons were digging into my skin, each time the muscle tensed deeper it cut. Burning as it rubs against the skin.
Made a small attempt to squirm away when he grabbed for my breast, that look in his eyes scared me all more.
 
O'Flynn:

"Ahhh, a wee lassie are ya now," he says as he continues to fondle your breast.

"Well now I don't plan on raping you, now. You're coming with us. You may be the most valuable thing on this boat lassie. I can get a bundle for such a tall and hot looking woman in any of the whore houses in Thailand or sell you on the slave market for a bundle.
"How long I keep you for myself will depend on how long and well you can keep me "entertained" my lil lassie.
"For now though it's time for us to strip the ship, not you. So you just lay there while I go through this cabin and don't give me any trouble if you wanna avoid more pain."

He pulls out a suitcase and goes through every drawer and the closets throwing your sexiest lingerie and clothes into it. Next comes your makeup and feminine necessities and all of your jewler and Rich's too plus credit cards, travelers checks and cash.

"Now let's you and I see what else there may be lassie, get up," he says as he grips your upper arm and pulls you to your feet. Take small steps so you don't trip. You go first lassie," he says as he picks up the suitcase and the BAR from the bed. "Head for the dining area."
 
Wanted to cry or scream or something. Anything, not knowing how many of his kind were on board. Only real help were the decks help, cooks and so forth. So there was no help even if I did scream. Cried out as he lifted me up to my feet. my hair caught in some of the binds, enough to pull my head up. Making it look like I was proud of this, when all I wanted to do was lower my head and not look at anyone.

"How am I of any value? I wouldn't make a good slave... least I don't think I would...."

Cut my sentence short, trailing off the last few words. Slave? Me a SLAVE?!? A women of my position, becoming a slave? What the hell was wrong with this? Never Had I thought about slavery. I hated the very word of it. Never even owned a slave, I bought them just to save them from horrid deaths.

But me? Me become one of them..... being SOLD as one?

"Please...... don't sell me.....I don't want to be sold....I d.."

Again not finishing the words, knowing he didn't care. At this the tears came. Silently crying as I walked/ hobbled to the dining area where I saw the staff all gathered around. One of his members had a beautiful girl about 19 I would guess. He was all over her like a dog with a peice of meat. She was screaming false cries while her mother sat and watched helplessly.

"What are you going to do with them, let them go. They are just hired help, they mean nothing to you.."

I saw he didn't care, in fact he had a smile as he watched his men tear into the girl. Her screams seemed to be enlightening him, it felt like he wanted to join in and get a peice of her. Either that it was her screams that were to his likeings.

"She's just a child, make them stop. Let her go."

Trying to get my hair free from its tangle, instead making it worse. The shock of the sight made me drop to my knees. I couldn't imagine what the mother was thinking. Being forced to watch her daughter in such a state.

"I don't care what you do with me, do as you wish.. just let her go."
 
O'Flynn:

"She'll soon learn how to please a man.. and a woman, any time it's wanted.
"If she doesn't learn from us then either the whorehouse owners or slave traders will make sure that she learns damned fast and in a worse way than she'd learn from us I promise," he says as he watches smiling as she's stripped to just her deck shoes.

"Miguel, strip the other one too. Let's see if she's worth keeping like that one is."

"Si Jefe, " he says as he leaves the girl and cuts off the other woman's clothing quickly and efficently showing it's not the first time he's done it. In moments she's standing as naked as her daughter and crying as she begs for her daughter to be left alone.

"Very fucking nice. A good looking pair of bitches and being Mommy and daughter I know they'll bring a hell'uva good price from the flesh peddlers," O'Flynn says. "Now leave 'em alone for now and strip the boat. All of the electronics, anything valuable. Take one of the crew with you to help and make sure that you get everything.
"If he gives you any crap kill him and come get another one and be sure that everything is taken from the safe too and all of the manuals on board for the electronics.
"I'll stay here and keep an eye on this lot until you get back again," he says to his two crew members.

They find out who the engineer is and take him off with them.

O'Flynn says to the others, "Men sit on the deck, cross your legs and sit on your hands. Move and I'll kill you so sit still.
"Two two bitches come over her and stand in front of me with your hands behind your backs and your legs apart. Don't move and I won't hurt you. Disobey and you'll be screaming from the pain I'll give you."

They move hesitantly but quickly to do as they've been told to do and the crewmen are sitting on their hands.

He turns to you and asks as the hand he'd been holding the suitcase in caresses your ass, "Now you my slut to be, what's your name and how badly do you want to keep from becoming someones slave or another whore in a whorehouse or performer in some kind of sex show?"
 
Katalynn ~


I watched horridfied at what the man was doing to the mother/daughter pair. How can he say such things about a child. Yes she will learn, but it shouldn't be like this. Specially not the other options he mentioned. Closed my eyes not wanting to look anymore, unable to lower my head.

"The name is Katalynn, but people call me Kat, or kitty. I am willing do what is asked of me if it means not being sold. I do not wish to become a part of slave auction or whorehouse. The thought of many unknown men doing as they please, sickens me and scares me."

Spoke softly and quietly, not wanting the mother and daughter to hear my words. Though they were close enough it did not matter. Kept my eyes closed to avoid their stares, just feeling their eyes upon me was enough. Slight purr came from deep inside me as you caress my ass.

"I am your prisoner now, so I will obey you and you only. Anything you wish of me I will do.... Please... I beg of you... Do not sell me...."

Didn't even speak for the mother and her daughter, knowing it would have done little to matter. I had do save myself right now. It took all of my will and gut to speak and call him;

"master"

It was low and soft, but spoken none the less. All the while my eyes stayed closed.
 
O'Flynn:

He listens quietly and when you murmur "master" in that soft, quiet voice his hand tightens on your ass enough that the tip of a finger press a bit of your slip into your ass as he chuckles appreciatively then he speaks to the woman and young woman in front of him.

"How old are you each and what are your first names, I don't care about last names.
"Also," looking at the girl, "have you any sex experience and don't bullshit me or lie to me if you don't want to listen to your mother scream in pain as I whip her tits when I find out you've lied."

As he waits for the answers he goes back to rubbing the ass that's now his to use and enjoy anyway he wishes.
 
Kat ~

For some reason I couldn't help but purrr at his touch. I had only been fucked in the ass once or twice, neither were good experiences. I did always love my ass being caressed as he was doing, one of my weaknesses sexually. Trying not to squirm in arousment, slowly failing as the wetness made me move some, feeling it build up between my legs.


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Mother/ daughter.

Daughter spoke for her mother keeping her head low;

"My mother can not speak, nor can she scream. So that threat is of no use. But, I do not wish to see her hurt none the less. I am 20 years old, name is Bonnie.... "

Slightly hesitant on answering his sexual question.

"I've had sex once, a few years ago, it was rape and hadn't had sex since."
"My mothers name is Marion, she is"

Thinks about for a few moments.

"In a few days she will be 37, her husband, my father no longer lives... Least we been told he no longer lives..."

With no more to say, she reached for her mothers hand and held onto it for reassurance to her mother.

The daughter was 5ft, fairly petite for her age. Dark skin against the golden blonde hair that fell shoulder length. Green eyes that were so innocent and pure. Her breasts were slightly on the big side for her height, yet, it fell perfectly insync with the rest of her well built body. It was noticable that she was a working girl, possibly down in the engineering with heavy equipment. Nothing like her mother.

The mother, was very sensible for her age. Looking alot younger than she was. Toned, but not built. Everything was shaped just right, possibly a maid or something with light lifting to keep her fit. Her face had no trace of wrinkles, dark skin like her daughters. Her hair was just past her shoulders, dark almost black silky curls, crystal blue eyes, showing her hatered for the man she stood before.
 
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O'Flynn:

His hand moves from ass to Bonnie's nipple and he squeezed it and twisted as he said, "Where you told to move your hand from behind your back bitch?
"Get it back there. Now."

As soon as she's obeyed he lets the nipple go and continues to glare at the mother to keep her still and in place.

"Both of you keep this in mind, the other suffers if either disobeys, fights or tries to escape and then you'll be sold for slaves or whores.
"If that's not what you want I suggest that you do your best to please and pleasure my crew. If they get bored with you or bitch about you, then your asses are on the boat heading for a sale. The choice is yours, and believe me I know where a mother and daughter twosome will bring me big money, especially a pair looking like you two look naked."

His attention shifts to you as did his hand when it left her nipple and returned to your ass.
"I'll call you Pussy, among other things, so when you hear me say "Pussy" you'll now know who I'm talking to won't you.
"You will continue to refer to me as you did and I hope you have an fertile and active imagination Pussy. If not you'd better work on it for it'll be up to you to come up with ways of your own to give me pleasure, just as any good fucktoy has to give her master, right Pussy?"
 
The daughter cried out in pain, tears started to form in her beautiful green orbs. Not truely understanding what was going on. She had her ideas of just what was going to happen. Started to get the feeling she was born just to get raped and nothing more. Wasn't quite sure how she was going to please his crew as he instructed.
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Kat/ Pussy.

Slight whimper escaped when his hand left to pinch the girl. Still did not open my eyes, heard her cries told me he was hurting her for some reason.

"I... I do not like that name... master... though I will not complain....(even though I wanted to, hated it when people called me pussy.)...I'll do my best to please you...."

The purrs started again when your hand returned. You started to notice slight writhing in my hips, my breathing as well was becoming a little more rapid.
 
O'Flynn:

"Well it seems my Pussy purrs and squirms like a kitty cat when her ass is petted. I'll be sure to remember that.
"What you like or don't like makes no difference from now on my Pussy. From now on it's what I like and you'd do well to remember that Pussy.
"Now reach down and get a handful of the cock that'll soon be cumming in you somewhere and see how it feels as you come up with a way to pleasure me later on our boat."
 
Pussy ~

His command made me open my eyes with shock. Staring at the young girl in front of me. It was bad enough she had to endure such things, it made me sick that he wanted me to feel him in front of her.

Hesitantly stepping in front him with my back up against him. My bound arms hurt even more when I reached down straining on my hair all the more. I made it look easier than it really was. Being in a ton of pain didn't help.

Gasped when I felt the huge bulge in his pants. Silently, I think it actually made me wetter, feeling some stream down my thigh some. Rubbing him the best I could while being bound tight.

Luckily the girl had her head down and wasn't looking, even if she did, she wouldn't be able to see exactly what I was doing, even for as obvious as it was. Feeling him up against started to make me forget everything around me, hands gripped him, as my hips began to grind in small circles against him. Barely noticable to anyone watching, clear to him. Slowly acting like a pussy in heat all the sudden. Specially when he kept petting my ass.
 
O'Flynn:

Miguel yells up, "Jefe, send down another crewman. We need two more hands and another pack horse for all of this stuff.
"I'm at the bottom of the steps so just watch him that far I've got him after that Jefe."

"Okay Miguel, he's on the way."

"You, the blonde dude, go and help out."

The indicated crewman gets up and walks a bit stiffly to the stairs, looking at all three women as he passes and also at what Pussy is doing with her hands and where.

"Very nice Pussy," he says as his hand gathers up the back of the tight slip until your ass is bared so he's now rubbing the silk smooth and, so far, unblemished skin. "I hope you're thinking for pretty soon I'll see if I keep ya or sell ya on the meat market."
 
Pussy~

Starting to moan heavier now, not caring in the least of what was around me. Slipping my hand inside his pant to feel the bare, hard silky skin of his cock. Leaning against him as well as I could. Resting my head on his shoulder to nip at his ear, whipsering.

"Like fucking you right in front of all these people.. would that please my master? .... his pussy needs to be takened soon."

Feeling your bare hand on my now bare ass drove me insane. I was making it clear now that I needed attention. Didn't care how or who was watching. I knew I needed something now.

"Your little pussy is in need of her master.....The way you touch my ass is driving me insane."

Licking and nipping at his ear, grinding my hand along his length within his pants. The way I was leaning on him made my breast stick out all the more, they looked liked they were going to rip through the thin slip honor to get free.
 
O'Flynn:

"Wanting is a good thing Pussy.
"Want for awhile and soon what's in your hand will be deep in one of those fuckholes or in your mouth.
"Tell me Pussy where would you like me to stretch first, your throat, cunt or this," and his finger is shoved to the last knuckle up your ass, "tight ass?"
 
Pussy ~

Jerked forward some, not far seeing how my hands are down your pants pinning me close to you. After the shock subsided it actually felt good to have your finger play in ass. Squirming even more now, slowly rocking my hips fucking your finger.

"That. feels good.... but..I haven't had a pleasant time with that....I've only done that once.....and .. it hurt more than I could stand... master.."

The tone was to filled with lust to show fear. I needed to be fucked now, wasn't a want, it was quickly becoming a need as he teased me.

"I would like it first in my hot, aching cunt.....then allow me to clean you off as I lick an swallow our cum off you...... would that please you?"
 
O'Flynn:

"Ya've gotta have this tight hole," finger moving in your ass and in and out of it, "stretched an fucked a couple of times to get past the pain just like your cunt the first few times it was fucked Pussy.
"Now on your knees and rest your cheek against my prick and use it to rub like a kitty cat would Pussy.

"Mommy on your knees on the deck and spread your legs as wide as you can. Ass on your heels and lace your fingers behind your neck. Pull your shoulders back and push out your tits. Then stay that way unless you want Bonnie screaming."

"Bonnie two steps closer to Pussy. Legs nice and wide. Shoulders back, and reach down and pull your pussy lips wide open so we can see everything when you push your ass forward then ask Pussy to rub you and finger your cunt."

"Pussy when she asks do it, unless you want to take her place and be the one screaming that is."
 
Pussy ~

"I know what you are saying master.... But... The person didn't do it right....."

I has stopped speaking, it was becoming a plea for him not to fuck me there. I can only hope when he does, it will be more pleasing than the first time. I hope.

"Ummmm .. I do not wish to .... displease you.. ummm, it would be easier to do as you ask if my hands were free..... and my hair untangled.....master.."

I didn't want to do as he asked to begin, not with the daughter. That was just crazy. Why the daughter, just let her go. The mother and daughter did as they were told. Getting into position as instructed.

I slid down onto my knees, purring as I was carressing his cock with my cheek, waiting for him to untie my hands so I can do unwanted things to the poor girl.

"I need to be fucked..... please...master.."

I was so wet and aching to be touched, even though I didn't like all these people watching. It was arousing me a great deal, thoughts of all those men getting hard at the scene and not being able to do anything about it. It was turning me on greatly.

"Pussy, ummmm"
The girls voice broke my train of thought, she was scared and unsure of how to ask to be raped.

"Would... you finger....me.. please.."

I've never done anything with a female before, I had to admitt that her pose was pretty. And inviting... Never thought another female would turn me on like this.

I looked up to you, my cheek keeps rubbing your cock as I purrr for it. I couldn't do anything to her while being painfully tied. Already having asked once, did not dare to ask again. Just looked up with lust filled, eyes. Eager to obey.
 
O'Flynn:

He smiles a wicked smile as he looks down at you, "Pussy I like you that way. Like how it sticks your tits out for me.
"Instead of your fingers use your tongue on her pussy, Pussy."
 
O'Flynn:

He smiles a wicked smile as he looks down at you, "Pussy I like you that way. Like how it sticks your tits out for me.
"Instead of your fingers use your tongue on her pussy, Pussy."

"Give us all a nice hot girl-girl show. I know the other guys here will love watching it as you eat her, Pussy."
 
Pussy ~

Now I was really begining to hate being called that. Wished he would call me something else. Like my name or at least kitty. Bit my tongue, forcing myself to not argue.
Looking up to you with begging eyes for you to not do this to her. Wanting it to stop, for her sake. This was no way to introduce a young girl into sex, my eyes were begining to show anger and resent ment for him;

"Fine, would it be possible to at least untie my legs so I can move around better, the ribbon is really cutting into my skin."

It really was hard to move, each movement dug the ribbon into the silky skin all the more, now with me on my knees it really was digging and burning as it was rubbed.

The tangle in my hair made movement with my head hard, making me look up at all times, perfect for what he wanted done. Carressed my cheek against his cock a few more times, very seductivly before trying to turn. It was very hard to move, and painful.
 
O'Flynn:

"Not until we're on my island Pussy. I didn't tie it that tight and the hobble leaves you a foot or more of movement. That's enough for now.
"Now get busy and eat her until she cums."

"Mommy, come here and put your tit in my hand, " he says as he extends one palm up, his other hand holding the big BAR. "Lemme feel how firm those nice tits are and see how hard I can make your nipples."

"Miguel, how's it going?!?" he calls out.

"About another ten minutes to get it all Jefe!"

"Okay, make sure you don't miss anything!"
 
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