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On one night it had been very stormy and Tracey had been quite frightened, the wind and the rain were ferocious and the ship was listing over alarmingly. At one stage the decision had been made to bring the slaves up on deck. The decision wasn't made for their safety but rather to equal out the ballast of the ship or some such nautical idea, although Tracey was concerned for them, after all they were precious cargo, her reason for being there in the first place! The storm only intensified and Tracey ended up standing beside the big wooden support of the main sail cowering in the wind and rain. She had no idea where Emily was, probably safe in the arms of her father although he was probably very bust trying to safe his ship! She was scared and if she'd never had sea sickness before she certainly had it now with the way the ship was rolling about. Despite being afraid and feeling totally wretched though she couldn't help but notice that all the slaves brought up on deck were totally naked. During the boarding and counting the slaves usually wore loin clothes that although were barely adequate did hide their nakedness. Apparently below decks these loin clothes were discarded and the men were completely naked. It was quite a sight for Tracey, she was not experienced that way with men, her strict father saw to that chasing away any potential suitors and insisting that she remained married to the job. So the sight of one hundred naked penises was a sight to behold indeed. These were not small penises either, the size and girth of them took Tracey's breath away as much as the storm did and she was sure that not only her sea sickness was making her swoon against the mast support. The female slaves were also running around naked, usually wearing the same loin clothes as the males Tracey was well used to seeing their Hardcore large pendulous breasts swing freely but tonight they were asian as naked as the males. Although they salves were all black and little more than savages the sight of so much blatant nudity was an eye opener to Tracey, indeed if the slaves hadn't of been black the whole scene would have been positively scandalous. Tracey did notice that the white fancy girls were not naked, they were huddled together only a few feet from her position looking as scared as she was. They were dresses in a simple white shift that if they had been on the streets of Bristol would of got them arrested for indecency it was that thin and short. Indeed japanese the shift was not unlike the one Tracey herself was dressed in. The storm had struck late at night when she had been in bed and Emily had been in such a rush to make sure they vacate the cabin that she had not had time to put anything else on. Despite her fear and illness she couldn't help but feel ashamed and vulnerable as she stood on the deck. The shift, soaked by the driving rain had plastered itself to her body like a second skin and she hated to think what a harlot she must look like. The storm raged for another three hours and whether is was good seamanship or good luck or a combination of the two the ship was still upright when the weather subsided and they so obviously ridden out the Big Boobs storm. It was by now dawn and the light, although not perfect yet was good enough to reveal the broken masts and sails flapping in the wind. Some of the sailors were starting to round up the slaves and Tracey knew that she would soon have to go below decks to do a head count. She herself had found a secure place to stand against the wind but she knew the slaves were left to fend for themselves on the open deck and she had no idea if any had been swept overboard. “Come on then ladies, let's get you back below.” she heard a sailor say to the group of fancy girls to her left. He didn't speak unkindly but he had a way of making it an order not a request. As Tracey watched the girls stood up straight and got ready and the sailor said, “One, Two, Three, Four,” as he counted their heads, “Where the other one, there's meant to be five of you.” Before the girls could speak he looked over to where Tracey was standing and smiled, “There you are, thought creampie we'd lost you there for a second, come on then.” Tracey was quickly aware that he thought she was a fancy girl, ready to be moved below deck and why wouldn't he, she was dressed in the same revealing shift and she knew that she certainly didn't look like a proper English lady right now! She was suddenly struck with fear but this was also tinged with excitement, doggystyle the fact that she could be mistaken for a fancy girl destined for the auction block in America was very exciting, very exciting indeed. She froze not knowing what to do, the shift was still revealing all her curves and the sailor was sure he'd got the right girl, she wasn't sure how much her protests would work. In the end she was saved by a most unlikely source. “She is with me you idiot, surely you can see she has no shackles on.” Emily's strident voice filled the air. Normally a man wouldn't be spoken to in such a stern way by a woman but the fact that Emily was the Captains daughter made the man blanch and apologise. “Sorry Miss, it's just that the manifest says there are five fancy girls on board, I just assumed she was one of them.” he mumbled before scurrying off with the other girls. Tracey looked at Emily with gratitude and was about to thank her for her intervention when Emily said snidely, “Don't bother to thank me you silly girl, you left me to cope by myself during the storm, I should of let him take you below deck with the others, a dose of real servitude would do you good.” Tracey didn't know how to reply to that and so she just stood like a naughty schoolgirl, eyes cast down to the deck. On seeing Tracey's submissive pose Emily smiled and said, “Maybe it's not too late, I'm sure they have a spare pair of shackles somewhere and there should be five fancy girls on board after all.” I think it’s awfully stupid to legalize marijuana and not let you carry it on a plane. Jon told me to put my white bikini on while Big Boobs he put his brief costume on. Leona got up and then helped pulled Fennekin to her feet. “I understand,” Candice said, looking away from me, her shoulders sagging. Tina couldn't really help starting to get excited even if Alex handling of her udders was rougher than she liked it. As she wandered like a zombie back through the kitchen and to the stairs, Phil doggystyle quickly pulled his phone out to make the final arrangements with Terry, and book the lift he’d already promised. I know that your hot ass pussy did not even try to fuck our mother.” Katrina yelled at Karmen. No such luck. “I’ll go have a talk to her,” he continued, “see if I can work out what she was thinking.” It was a small town populated by smaller japanese minds. I might’ve kept my last shred of dignity, but Lucy sensed it before I could strengthen it, and she did something I had no chance of resisting. There was no mention what was going to happen to Barron. She felt him rest his hand on the back of her head asian as she moved back and forth and stopped sucking him for a moment and used her hand to stroke him as she looked up at him. “Are you sure?” I breathed into her ear, driving her against the wall, feeling her pussy leaking between her thighs with approval, feeling her insides clench gratefully, feeling her lewd lips grip their fleshy hold around my stretching girth and suck me in with lecherous avarice. Is that because of me? Almost as long as my man, but not as thick. Blushing she found the faces of both Ethan and Katherine looking up at her, Ethan's lips travelling down the left-hand side of her cock, Katherine the right, the pair of them working together to lick and suck on her shaft, kissing each other and her cock in tandem. The fear crushing my heart propelled me. That hurt more. As she rolled over to go to sleep, she thought that the two-minute sex-sprint felt good in spite of her lack of fulfilment. I kiss her and gently tug her towards the front door of the studio. I think I was going to enjoy my life. I couldn’t help glancing at my profile in the mirror when I walked by it, caught a glimpse of it when I passed a mirror, and how kind of in my way they were when I was just doing normal stuff. Minutes bled into hours for Katherine as she prayed, expecting at any given moment she would be asked to attend a private meeting, but the invite never came. You offerin me your piece o ass.?"“Well she might not altogether go for it, you know?” I darted to the bathroom and the change happened in there. No it’s ok. She is like, in jail. A split second later, he looked down at Tami's hand still inside her shorts and he smiled. He ask. Yeah, she’d be out cold after that too. At this point, if you want to make it to the party I’m going to need you to put on this blindfold and give me your cellphone” Gwen exclaims to me. "Fuck," he said. 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