“Now then, Missus Smythe. Care to tell us what happened?”“Yeah. The Skipper there, Bill Sanders, came to my place for supper with those two girl.... They’re going to be his crew. The sailing barge, you know?”“Oh, yes. Lady Betty. I didn’t know there were any of them still in service.”“Ask Bill about them. Anyway, they ate and left. I watched them walk away from my doorway. Then four guys – I assume guys and there might have been another one – appeared. One of them had a club; that one,” she. Now I understand the 'big penis' request, Tiko is maybe 5 inches, and an inch thick. With the way Mutsue works her ass into me to impale herself on my cock, I fully understand her need to be filled. Now Tiko has come up beside us, where Mutsue takes his cock out of its silk robe sucks it into her mouth, rolling it around with her tongue. As her attention turns to his prick, I start raising my hips in rhythm with her sucking, wrapping my arms around her to pull her into my thrusts, cupping her. She knew Hank was giving her time, letting her float around in her newfound sea of sensuality while he did all he could to keep from cumming himself.Linda peered between her legs, raising her head slightly. She saw that hot prick jerking between her spread thighs, saw the slickness of her fuck juices on its rope-veined sides. He had the fingers of one hand curled around the fat root. When he squeezed down, his prick jumped up and nearly slapped against his belly.Linda let out another shuddering. Watching her scream, and smiling. Gradually her screams diminished into short sobs, and then those too eased as she stared in fright at the big naked man grinning down at her."Feel better now?" he asked."What... what are you going to do with me?" she sniffled."I'm going to fuck you a lot, then I'm going to go home. How does that sound to you?" Please don't. Please don't touch me," she moaned."Why not? You look like you could use a good fuck." No... No I... I... "He shoved her backwards. She.