That would be a proper fate for the Golden Wind. Hours pass as I continue my shift. The heat of the day makes way to the frigid night. It is a new moo..., but tomorrow it shall begin to wax again. It’s said to be a good omen, to begin sailing under a waxing moon. A shame I don’t believe in such superstitions. Were it good luck, I would have been free long ago. At last, my shift ends and I can get some sleep. My hands are numb from the cold that has quickly set in. It used to frighten me. I used. "It hurts sobad, doesn't it?" She whispered into his ear. Shecould feel the familiar tingle of excitement in her stomach, spreading downtowards her pussy. The thrill that she felt only from hurtinga man. "I can barely imagine what it must be like. You must feellike you're dying, like I'm just turning your balls into mush. And if this goeson long enough, you'll be right."He tried to throwhimself sideways and she looped her other arm through the back of the chair andtook a good handful of hair so. More

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