I spent the next couple of hours either bent over some pallets or laying down on those sacks of rice and flour, with 10 or so guys taking turns fuckin... me. I wanted to stop as I needed to get dressed and back to the ship but they either didn't understand me or didn't care. After all ten were done with me (some of them coming back for seconds) cum was either on my hair and face or dripping out of my abused vag. A few of the guys who weren't done with me yet were arguing amongst themselves about. “I was thinking about you today too” I said, smiling and thinking this was all still very playful.“oh yeah? Tell me what you were thinking about Eric, let’s see if we were thinking the same thing”“well I was thinking about how much I liked our conversation and how I was going to try your advice out and see if it works”“and…”“and what? Hehe that’s all”“I see” he seemed disappointed and I started to think I didn’t have the first clue how to flirt because this was failing miserably.“want to know. I closed the door and ran into her arms to hug her, our breasts pressing up against each other. I could have sworn her arms held me longer than usual. I loved the moment. I took this opportunity to smell her long black hair, scented of strawberry vanilla. Mm she was so intoxicating. As I pulled away I made sure to trace my hands around her waist, just to be flirty. She said nothing but smiled and told me I looked beautiful. I blushed and took her hand to lead her to the rec room, where we could. I went close to her saw her beauty which cannot be explained in words. I started to touch her, in the same way, I did fold her boobs, pressed them soft with my hands over her blouse. Looked at her, she was asleep didn’t move at all even after squeezing her boobs hard.This encouraged me to go senseless, I went down immediately towards her pussy area, first touched her pussy over her saree and rubbed it a little. Now I lifted her saree up to her hips, slowly started to rub her love hole. Damn.