"I-I, um..." The nun is quiet for a long moment, before nodding. "You'll anger the church if you take me, though..."
"Ah, Marlene." The captain stands at the bow, looking out at the sea. "When we reach Havana, I'll have some business to attend to. Do you think you'll be capable of handling the ship for a while? Maybe a week or so?"
"Oh I have LOTS of people angry at me. They'll have to get in line. Besides, they ever catch us, one noblewoman I know of is so upset with me, I think she'd try and take me from them. And that just means we can slip out in the confusion. Sounds fun? Trust me sweetness, I'll take care of you."
"You'd have to shoot me to keep me away." He nods, licking his lips. "Madame, madmoiselle." Nodding his head, he returns to the front as the intermission ends and the rest of the play begins. The plot ends with the noblewoman having to service all the men she's cuckolded her husband with at the same time. Instead of receiving some kind of punishment, she gets away with her debauchery, and it's revealed as one last joke that the husband orchestrated the entire thing, winning a roaring laugh. "I'm jealous. He seemed only to have eyes for you, maman." Her daughter whispers, chuckling during the applause.
"It sounds quite mad." The nun says honestly. "But so does spending another day here. I-I'm with you."
"Wonderful!" Isabela said, straightening out the now former nun's clothing so nothing looked out of place. "My ship should still be at the docks. We should get going. Unless you're up for another romp" the pirate said, only half jokingly.
Marlene just smile on that, but inside she jump of joy and hold herself from kissing captain. "There will be not a problem for me to command the crew in your absence sir. May I ask what kind of business?"
"You're mistaken." Hearing her daughter's comment she shook her head, keeping a mostly quiet voice. "This is nothing more than an insult, clearly. And yet, when the temptation is presented so closely before me, I am beside myself." Despite doing her usual rich and poised speak, she was already sure that Valerie was far from oblivious to her mother's extra martial activities. "Interested in him?" Her tone changed to something of a knowing look. "It wouldn't take much for you to grab his attention. If you are, by all means. Do what you will. Just remember, he can never seriously be considered potential family."
Faye smirks at the remark. Clearly she didn't seem all that intimidated, much to witch's dismay. But that didn't worry her all that much. Armoured lady in her cockiness just stepped right onto a sigil drawn on the floor with a piece of chalk. But it might be better to find out what they want exactly. It would be a shame if they had an interesting offer and she just curses them before they even present it. "I could count such people in Tortuga on my fingers. You won't find any faith or even a priest in this place." She rests her hands on the counter, leaning forward and trying to judge if she is going to attack her. "How may I assist you then?"
Mariel happily swallowed Catherine's cum and licked her lips afterwards. Then she turned on her side to look at her mother and smiled happily. “I love you.” Instinctively she kissed her, one hand going to the older blonde's ass and starting to fondle it slowly and gently.
The nun considers it, before shaking her head. "You should put on a habit, too. Two nuns will attract less attention than a nun and a pirate."
Kelly simply chuckles, understanding the enthusiasm. "Just some family business. My brother passed away recently - his son is my responsibility now."
"Pfft. Maman, if I fell in love with every cute boy who gives me a stray look..." Valerie chuckles. "I'll let you have him - he seemed more interested in the more mature vintage anyway. Unless you wanted to share..." She trails off.
"I hear a sailor recently had a bit of an accident." The woman responds. "The kind in which he became a she. You wouldn't know about that, would you?"
Catherine happily kisses back, letting her tongue dance with her daughter's, moaning softly as Mariel gets a good grip on the soft flesh of her ass. "Mmm..." Slowly, Catherine pulls away. "If only this night could last forever..."
Marlene rise eyebrown on that news, since it been a while since they reach a port, so brother of captain Kelly must be dead for long, since there is no way that captain could get message in recent days." I understand captain, my condolences for your loss." She said take a look at sea, making math's how long time it will take them to reach port. Marlene will have to take care of bringing pirates to government, secure this smart guy, inspect their provision for the next sail and many more things to do.
"That's kind of you." Kelly nods. "I'd ask a favor of you if I could. The boy, teach him some of your skills. In case I pass, I want him to have at least some way to make money." As Marlene turns to deal with her duties, Kelly returns to looking at the rigging, barking orders at the men. Several Days Later: Marlene guides the ship into berth at the Spanish hub of Havana. As the ship is tied to the dock, she ponders what her first move will be in the city.
Marlene looked at her task in the Havana. She could begin with checking information about these Luckly Alice, fake English trader, in reality dangrous pirate. But maybe it will be better if she doesn't come alone... "Firstmate Peter! Put on your best hat and wash your smelly foot, you are coming with me on the walk." She commanded him, as she take her sword and pistols, thinking the best way to begin looking for new target is the market.
“Yes, if only...” Mariel sighed. She remained silent for a few long moments, slowly fondling her mother's ass as thoughts and desires fought in her mind. Finally, hesitantly, she spoke again. “Tonight... did not turn out how I imagined it would while I was coming here... and it was wonderful...” She admitted, her face red in a mix of embarrassment and arousal as she struggled to find the right words, “I know we shouldn't, but... if you ever want to do this again... I will be happy to...” She finished, feeling almost like a maiden who'd just had her first time with her crush. Suddenly feeling very embarrassed and unsure what else to say she kissed her mother again, briefly but passionately.
"Heheh, sure. Ma'am yes ma'am." Peter grins and accompanies her, a brace of pistols around his own waist. "So, what we gunning for?"
