Indeed that was the very essence of Anne Boleyn; she was soft, but would not suffer fools or traitors. Not that she had to worry about that from Charles, at least that's not how she viewed it. The English Court was far more treacherous territory than being here in Nassau, in her opinion. At least here there was no question that other pirates posed a threat, and the crews would likely mutiny if they were not paid properly.

That's where she came in. Anyone could identify an English ship from a French or Spanish ship, but Anne could look closer and spy subtleties that would indicate if royalty or high-born were on the ship. To say nothing of her ability to play bait for rival captains, only to lure them into situations beyond their control - as if she would surrender her pussy to anyone other than Charles.

His continued thrusts drew out her orgasm, made it last so much longer. Anne's body continued to quake against and around him as she rode out her orgasm. The kiss had lasted far longer than anticipated. Finally she needed to breathe and she broke away, gasping for breath and continuing to moan softly as she came.