Filthy Air Hostesses

Another reminder for my new illustrated blog over at Red Lion Street.

Angela is a filthy air hostess.

She fucks her passengers in business class.

She loves the feeling of cum on her face.

There's a world of adventure over at Red Lion Street.

Filthy Bridal Interracial Story

You'r missing all the fun over here, Cum over to my new dirty blog. - Love Captain.

My new blog. Red Lion Street is an Illustrated Erotic Blog

More from my new blog

Come on you filthy fuckers, make the jump. Join me at my new blog.

RED LION STREET

This week Carol takes a hot load of jizz in her mouth and lets it run down her chin.

She Want's Cum on Her Ass

Another reminder to all my old 'Captain Shame' followers to switch over to my new blog, Red Lion Street

It's an online erotic comic of sorts. I know you'll like it.

Red Lion Street

I have a new blog. I really am trying to do something different with porn/erotic blogging. It's called Red Lion Street

The words will be similar in style to what you've come to love here, but visually I'm hoping it will be something quite beautiful. I hope you like it. Drop by. Tell me what you think.
Red Lion Street

The Death of Captain Shame Part 2

They announced a national holiday.
They fucked in the streets.
Strangers kissed.
Liars spoke the truth.
Religion failed.
The frightened grew brave.
The lonely took risks.
The lovers loved.
The sweat streamed down from the mountains.
Angels swam through oceans of cum.
The wrong things were forgotten.
The forgiven returned.
The forgotten remembered.
The beautiful waited.
The ugly flowered.
The good stayed out.
The bad went home.
They screamed for more.
They were drowning in lust.
Captain Shame was dead

The Death of Captain Shame Part 1

All the girls wondered, could the rumours be true?
'I heard about it in the bar the other night' said Judy...
'But what could it mean, if it's true?' said Traci...
'I never really liked him but I admire what he stood for', said Roxy...
'Apparently he was found with an orange in in his mouth!' said Jennifer...
'It's probably a lie', said Beth, 'just like everything else in his sad, sad life.'
'I heard he left behind 15 children by 7 different mothers,' said Zoe...
'I heard he was a fifty year old obese truck driver from Newcastle,' said Fiona...
'I heard he was a thirteen year old boy,' said Heidi...
'I heard he was sort of well known in some circles,' said Betty...
"I love your tiny titties!" said Ola. "I love yours too," said Britta...
Krissy grabbed Eveline's ass, 'It's what he would have wanted' she said...
Josie and Helen both stank of cigarettes. Their cunts smelt of roses. They were happy.
'Everybody's taste in porn is as unique as a finger print,' said Eunice...
'The Captain was just trying to write something he couldn't find anywhere else' said Sharon...
"But what was the point?" said Kara...
"What was the point?" said Lisa...
"What was the fucking point?" said Mary...
"Will anybody miss him? Was he loved? Was he even wanted?" said Chrissie...

"Someone must have, mustn't they?" said Kacey.

You all look so fucking beautiful...