I didn’t girl think I was but I wasn’t going to answer, besides I was still hot trying to get over fucked my shock, surprise and the fact my cock was already stirring in my trousers. ‘We have been waiting for you’. It was only as I took off my jacket that I caught the fact that she had said ‘we’! Before I could say anything she told me to strip. We hadn’t even gone further than the front door and indian yet she had already taken control and was stood waiting impatiently. For a second, I held my ground but she just smiled demurely, ran her hands over her body, placed her hands on her hips and cocked her head looking at me. ‘If you want this’ she said once again gesturing to her body with her hands, ‘you need to be quiet and do as I tell you’! Damn! My cock was already hard and the arguments for standing strong, taking control sex and being assertive evaporated at the sight of her cupping her breasts and stroking herself provocatively. I’d lost! She knew it and I definitely knew it as I instantly started to strip dropping my clothes to the floor. As I removed my boxers I gasped as she took hold of my cock, squeezed it hard and held it until it stood fully erect in her hand. She seemed to appraise me and then seemingly satisfied, she took a leather collar from the side and told me to turn round. As I did so she secured the collar round my neck and put a leash onto the collar. Holding the other end, she then led me naked to the lounge by the collar. I gasped as she slammed into my cunt. It was so hot. He shook his head and smiled. A nice older waitress came over to our table and sex started taking drink orders. Ayane guards the door as she smiles at the sounds of the guard's fucked nervous footsteps. Her orgasm hit her hard and she bucked in response. The thought rose, unbidden, in my mind, followed by a face. Did she survive that night? “Babe,” she began slowly as if she were talking to a small child or an imbecile, “a napkin indian would cover my body more than this tiny little dress. I just have to flash Daddy some tits and ass, and he'll be putty in my hands.” Shit! I guessed that it was the captain making sure that everything was okay, but to make sure that I wasn’t being kidnapped, I wandered up onto the deck without putting anything on. The stretchy tube top girl molded to them, highlighting my hot nipples. After a few seconds of resistance, the head slid in with a pop. I loved it, melting into her kiss while I thought of Fahima and that naughty twinkle in her eyes. Kara, sensing my distress, cut off her stream and rose off my face. I would try again tomorrow night.