He gently seduced me with kind words flattering me with feminine pronouns and adjectives and then he started touching me gently and intimately slowly ...ncreasing the sexuality of his words and physical contact. While trying to recapture the intense feelings I experienced, I started cruising for sexperiances with more men. Sometimes I scored a hard cock, but mostly I fell short. I decided to wear cute cloths rather than slutty and to shop for cloths rather than cruse for cock. I started. Amber asked what I thought of the pics. As I began to tell her that they were hot, she squeezed my cock hard, working her hand up and down my shaft. She peeled the cum soaked panties from my cock and asked if it felt good having the panties that cover her hot pussy, on my cock. I told her yes, it felt wonderful, but I would love to feel what her pussy felt like on my cock. Amber looked up at me, stroking my cock in her hand, then she knelt I front of me, telling me what dirty boy I have been,. When we got on board, Amos bellowed out in his seafarers voice, "AHOY, ANYBODY ABOARD! WE ARE HERE TA HE'P YE! SOUND OFF SO THAT WE MAY FIND YE!"There was a response of a voice down below decks, it was weak and we could hardly hear it. Amos bellowed, "WE HEAR YE! WE'RE ON OUR WAY! REST EASY 'TIL WE GIT THERE!"There was an obvious companionway, and we took that down one level. Amos shouted again and got a reply, this time on this deck. The noise was coming from the direction of the bow, and we. Joyce did not blink and within five minutes was down to her lingerie. I set up the camera and lights and we progressed.She had obviously dressed for titillation as her massive tits were barely constrained by a balcony bra and her lovely fat wrinkled jelly belly was hanging down over tight fitting transparent knickers which had been pulled up tight to show off a prominent and surprisingly, hairy fanny.‘No too shabby, is she’ said Harold, who I could see was showing signs of stiffy …as was I.