**Chapter 3: Descent into Depravity**

As Jack's eyes snapped open, he was met with the warm glow of morning sunlight streaming through the windows, and Sarah's gentle snores as she lay beside him. He smiled, feeling rejuvenated and at peace, but as he rolled onto his side to face her, his mind began to wander back to the nagging feeling that something was off. He pushed the thought aside, attributing it to his tired mind, and instead focused on the warmth of her body and the gentle rise and fall of her chest. As he lay there, Jack's body began to stir, and his thoughts turned to the previous night's events. He couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Sarah, who had taken his mind off the stresses of his time at sea. His eyes drifted down to her face, and he felt a sudden surge of desire. He gently brushed a strand of hair out of her face, and whispered her name. "Sarah," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "Wake up, my love." Sarah's eyes fluttered open, and she smiled, her eyes sparkling with sleep. "Mornin'," she whispered, her voice husky. Jack's body responded to her tone, and he felt his cock twitching with excitement. "I need you," he growled, his voice low and urgent. Sarah's smile grew, and she leaned in, her lips brushing against his. "I need you too," she whispered. As they kissed, Jack's desire grew, and he felt himself becoming ravenous. He needed to be inside her, to feel her warmth and her love. He pushed her onto her back, and began to kiss his way down her body. As he reached her hips, Jack's hands grasped her thighs, and he pulled her legs apart. "I want to taste you," he growled, his voice filled with a primal desire. Sarah's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Do it." Jack's head descended, and his tongue dove into her depths, sending shivers down her spine. She moaned, her body bucking beneath him, and Jack's hands grasped her hips, holding her in place. As he continued to tongue-fuck her, Jack's hands moved to her head, and he grasped her hair, holding her in place. "Take my cock," he growled, his voice filled with a primal desire. Sarah's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she leaned up, her mouth opening wide. Jack's cock slid into her mouth, and he felt a rush of pleasure. "Fuck my mouth," she whispered, her voice barely audible. As Jack began to piston his cock in and out of her mouth, he felt a sense of raw power and dominance. He was in control, and Sarah was his willing slave. "You love this, don't you?" he growled, his voice filled with a vulgar intensity. Sarah nodded, her mouth full of his cock, and Jack felt a rush of pleasure. He began to fuck her mouth in earnest, his hips pumping as he drove his cock deep into her throat. "God, yeah," he muttered, his voice filled with a primal excitement. "Deep throat, baby. Take it all." As he bottomed out in her throat, Jack felt a rush of pleasure, and he knew that he was on the edge of something raw and primal. He was about to unleash a beast, and he knew that nothing would ever be the same again.