Woodburn. I am a slut. I am his slut. Neither one of us knows just how much of one I am, though. Not yet, anyway. Last night might only have been...a hint.With several inches of dog-cock showing from the sheath, I turn around and present my ass to the dog. He sniffs and scrambles to his feet. His nose is pressed into my ass and pussy, his tongue coming out and lapping at my leaking lips. Despite the shiver, his licking gives me, I push his snout away and slap my ass to encourage him to. The promise of sex being possible tomorrow versus taking matters into their own hands to give them a shot at sex with you as crew is something that they are weighing out." She spoke earnestly."Most of us have seen years on board ships for some time. Some of us will be fighting crewmen that we've served with aboard other ships and some may even see their lovers tomorrow on another ship. Hell, I've even seen a mutiny before a battle just so that a couple of the guys could fuck the new Captain.. When I went inside I was surprised at the people. Not the black guys - they went thru the spectrum from gangsta to executive management. However, the others seem to fit more into mainstream suburban and a few execs. Women in business suits, a couple girls in cheerleader uniforms from local schools (college and high school - nobody under 18 - they even checked MY ID - I laughed) and a few faces I knew from work. That really surprised me!The place was dark and I didn't know where to look for my. It took every bit of restraint on both our parts not to scream out as a seconds passed as we continued to exchange our precious love juices...each shuddering in pure sexual bliss. You finally crouched down as you lifted off and proceeded to clean every last bit of intermingled juices off my cock. Then, in a very aplomb fashion, you mounted me again knowing full well what the next phase involved. But, before I could grab my still rock hard cock, baby girl beat me to it as you lined it up with.