I pulled out only to have her spray her warm honey upon my jerkin and breeches. Susanna quivered her entire body trembling on my captain’s table. I filled her heat again enjoying the pulses I felt all along my shaft. This young mother was lost in a wave of pleasure that rose to its peak and crashed down upon her body. She pushed out her gag and heaved her breath into her chest.
She let out one long breath and I felt her body go lax. She was spent. I slowly moved my long thick shaft out and into her depths. She let out a continuous hum with a few grunts when I went my deepest. Her woman’s sleeve gave me great pleasure from its moistness, tightness and heat. I leaned over her and sucked her nipples to hardness getting small amounts of warm milk. Biting her nipples caused her warm cave to grab and pulse all down my length.
“My father had a farm and I know the mating of the animals. My husband claimed his right with me and soon my belly started to grow and my babe was born. If you spill your seed within me I fear a child might be started. If my husband takes me not again upon the sea how will I explain the bulge of my womb? He will denounce me as a Jezebel and the community will cast me out. What will I do if I allow you to finish your pleasure within me?”
“I must be allowed to complete Susanna. If you do not yield your modesty to me I will take my pleasure from elsewhere in your young body.”
I pulled out of her heat and spun her over onto her belly. She shrieked at being man handled and flipped so egregiously. She lay there moaning her young breasts warm on the old oak of the table. I walked to the cupboard my lance pointing straight ahead and throbbing. Her head was turned watching my hard cock sway. She realized my long thick strength had been inside her giving her new unknown pleasure. I grabbed the honey jar and returned behind her and filled her cave once again. She groaned from the discomfort or the pleasure — an unasked and unanswered question.
I let a dollop of honey descend into the canyon between her white as ivory arse cheeks. My fingers rolled across her dark star and pushed softly against the rim. Susanna moaned and her arse trembled. I dipped my thumb in the jar and brought it quickly to her dark rose. I pushed and her defense slowly yielded and let my thumb enter. The heat within caressed my thumb as I moved it deep then pulled back. I kept a rhythm until she groaned and I felt her tightness ease.
Two fingers from the jar replaced the withdrawn thumb. One finger atop the other took possession of her darkness. Those fingers rode through the passageway until the brothers were beside each other. They strove to open and loosen her dark cave for my unnatural intent. My other hand sought for her pleasure knot and began the seduction. My palm was soon coated in her renewed moistness.
“What unnatural evil do you subject me to? Do you pirates subject captured women to this unholiness? I feel so filled, so naughty, so sinful. Oh save me from the pain in my depths. Oh what sinfulness!”
When I felt her tremble I acted. My two fingers called for their third brother and the trio moved in and out her darkness. My young mother lost to her pleasures groaned as her dark star was stretched. I rubbed her to another completion feeling her moistness release onto my hand and wet the table. Her scent made my nostrils flair and my cock pulse. Susanna groaned from the work of my three fingers within her arse. Soon they were side by side having accomplished their task.
I withdrew my lance from Susanna’s gripping tight cavern and pulled out my fingers. Quickly my large dome kissed her rose and was allowed entry. Her ring closed tightly behind my crown but could not stop the slow steady decent into the darkness of her cave. I pinched her pleasure knot and she screamed into her arm and pushed up her arse seeking escape.
My thick long shaft sunk into her darkness held tightly by her heat. I added honey to her star and moved slowly in and out her virgin arse. Regardless of the age of the woman and experience of her nether sleeve I have found their arse to be the warmest and tightest. I sensed that Susanna was beginning to let pleasure override the discomfort, embarrassment and in her mind the sinfulness.
I began thrusting against her young arse cheeks pushing her knot against my fingers. Susanna was soon pushing her arse off the table letting my cock go to her depths. The darkness of her sleeve grabbed all my thick length and trembled as she groaned and soaked my palm with her moistness. The old oak table was squeaking from the thrusting of my lance into her dark cavern.
She shoved her skirt hem into her mouth and thrashed about on the table and let out a long muffled scream for some length. I took my opportunity and thrust rapidly in her dark passage until I was overwhelmed. My spunk shot like my cannons into the darkness of her bowels. I was groaning as with each salvo she gripped my shaft tightly causing my head to swell and explode. Pulse after pulse of my seed filled her darkness.
I could take no more pleasure and fell upon her sweaty arse. My shaft was in the fullness of her depths as it trembled and pulsed from her returned pleasure. I leaned over and pushed her hair aside and bit the back of her neck. She groaned and moved her arse about knowing it was giving my lance more pleasure.