The hole was so wide he almost thought she would split in two, the noises from Stacey appearing to agree with his concerns."Awwwwwoooooooo, ughhhhhh, ...ghhhhhhhhhh, eieeeeeeee!"Each time the Mask withdrew the oily hand she squealed as her ass began to close belching air; only for him to ram back in again making her give a deep grunt, "uhhhhhh!"The Boss pushed her husband to the side of the bed as he struggled back. He didn't want to get any closer he wanted no part of this. If he could just. That task was largely handled by the frigates of the fleet, with some assistance from smaller vessels.As it was, officers and crews of the ships of the line were confined to inactivity. Tempers in Sultan were flaring up due to boredom, and the wardroom was busy keeping up the discipline on the lower decks. Admiral Strachan was looking at ways to restore morale in his fleet and so he instituted reconnaissance missions upriver in the ships’ boats. Sultan’s cutter was armed with a 4-pounder gun. I know. Poor me. But the truth is that I enjoyed the arrangement. Iwas still addicted to being a sissy and sucking cock, just not fulltime. I got enough of my sissy calling to keep me satisfied on theweekends so I could concentrate on school during the week.I had a few other men that I met over the next few years, so I couldpretty much count on being stuffed by several cocks each and everyweekend, but my slutty behavior no longer threatened to take over mylife.I let my hair grow out and I had. I love that the spaghetti straps fall over your shoulders as I begin to kiss you before the door is even shut. The anticipation, and excitement building with each of us as we continue to kiss. Me pressing you against the door with my mouth and body. Your panties starting to moisten up as you hear the door lock behind you. Pushing me back with a devilish grin across your face. Leading me backwards to the bathroom. Tugging at my shirt, and belt. Finally hearing the zipper fall, and you start.