"Oh, oh, oh...." Matron Sera cried as Doxi began fucking in earnest.  "Dear holy Host. Why ... why..."  the Matron let her head fall back and bang against the wood of the cabin walls in time with the pounding Doxi was giving her.   She held onto Doxi's shoulders and then threw one leg up around the captain's hip, fully exposing her rapidly moistening slit.  "Why must... nnnnggg.... must you..... unnnnffff... torture me.... unnnnnnn.... me this way?"<br/><br/>Her fingers turned into claws and they dug into her shoulders.  "Harder," she whispered softly, half moan, half plead.  "Fuck me harder!"  Then her neck snapped straight almost as if she realized what she was saying, and then said, "That's what...nnn.... a horrible....nnngg... pirate like.....mmmmf.... you would....unnnh... say, isn't it?"