Passionate Women Sharing Intimate Moments

He tugged lightly one of the threads. He clasped his hands on Hamilton’s shoulders and laughed. He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck as one hand slipped around and reached for her pussy. And perhaps he had, Hamilton thought wryly. The town of Belvederi was only two miles from shore, but it was a hard two miles up steep, twisting paths. The Russian had divided his captives according to physical attributes. “The largest was only a 12-pounder. Do you think this is punishment, slave, is that it? That stupid man never shuts you. If those two slaves were found there, then they didn’t try a second escalade.”
“The window overlooks the courtyard,” Ahmar said. “Congratulations once again, Captain,” Ahmar said as he emerged from below decks.