<div class="floatleft">(http://images.akamai.steamusercontent.com/ugc/488932624340336076/26EB3F388D7A6D0F273B34B138B82351780AFA11/)</div><br/>Name: Alistair Loomweaver<br/>Location: A large Barn in Newgate<br/>Tagging: The Sexy Pirate Jessica<br/><br/>Some of her ejaculate made it out the window, but what didn't he tried hard to catch on his torso and face. Oddly enough this wasn't some brand of submissive act. This was him wearing the badge of her pleasure like it was the Congressional Medal of Honor. Of course this was her putting her mark on him, but it could also be argued that the reverse was true. Alistair worked hard for her pleasure and the benefits of her pleasure now covers him. An intimate reminder that it was he who brought her to such a climax.<br/><br/>He gets to his feet and gently presses the beautiful woman to the wall. His cock is hard and pressed against her leg, begging for her attentions, but he ignores it. Instead he gives her a kiss. A long slow, deep kiss that he thinks may take her a little off guard. "We don't have to jockey for dominance Jess...let's just enjoy one another." He puts his mouth close to her ear and whispers softly. "Submit to each other...I promise you won't regret it...I wager you will even enjoy it."<br/><br/>His left hand softly touches her cheek with his thumb teasing the corner of her mouth. Teasing her mouth like he was, it's obvious that he wanted a little oral warm up, but his words have a bit deeper meaning and seem to be asking for something else entirely. Her kiss was an invitation for intimacy. Something he never expected, yet yearned for the second she arrived in his presence. Now in the moment of her afterglow he is asking to be her equal in their shared pleasure. His touches...his closeness only invites warmth and the promise of more intimacy than she might be used to. What really sells it are his eyes. Earlier they stormed with the anger of a man who's voice was not to be heard. Now looking eye to eye with Jessica they are friendly and calm. Inviting.