The GrandMage
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'Salty Dan' Moore
He pulled his quickly shrinking cock out of her, and turned, grabbing his trousers, and pulling them on hastilly. He grumbled to himself, his back to her as he finished pulling them on before turning to her. He opened and snapped his mouth shut, grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his head.
"Aye, I kna 'ow long it takes! An' I know 'ow fast a ship can leave port whe' driven by greed fer more treasure! I kna 'ow easy it is ta move on when all yer carin' abou' is tha next chest o' gold!"
He pulled his boots on, scowling heavilly at her. "Aye, maybe I shou' find a new Capt'n! But I dinnae think they'll be any aroun' as thick 'eaded an' stubborn 'as 'er! So ya better jus' wa'ch yerself, 'cause I won' disobey 'er orders nex' time! I'll blow ya all back ta hell where ya belong!"
He stormed out, seething with anger and rejection, slamming the door closed. He didn't care about Preacher's orders anymore, he was going back to his ship and leaving that cold-hearted bitch alone. And to think, he'd been attracted to that witch of the sea!
He grumbled to himself as he stormed back to the docks, hoping someone, anyone, would get in his way.
He pulled his quickly shrinking cock out of her, and turned, grabbing his trousers, and pulling them on hastilly. He grumbled to himself, his back to her as he finished pulling them on before turning to her. He opened and snapped his mouth shut, grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his head.
"Aye, I kna 'ow long it takes! An' I know 'ow fast a ship can leave port whe' driven by greed fer more treasure! I kna 'ow easy it is ta move on when all yer carin' abou' is tha next chest o' gold!"
He pulled his boots on, scowling heavilly at her. "Aye, maybe I shou' find a new Capt'n! But I dinnae think they'll be any aroun' as thick 'eaded an' stubborn 'as 'er! So ya better jus' wa'ch yerself, 'cause I won' disobey 'er orders nex' time! I'll blow ya all back ta hell where ya belong!"
He stormed out, seething with anger and rejection, slamming the door closed. He didn't care about Preacher's orders anymore, he was going back to his ship and leaving that cold-hearted bitch alone. And to think, he'd been attracted to that witch of the sea!
He grumbled to himself as he stormed back to the docks, hoping someone, anyone, would get in his way.