The cute nine year-old had already been adopted by the entire crew, and she was spoiled rotten by sailors from all ranks. Mr. Walsh, the bosun, had ev...n parted with his beloved model of Unicorn for the girl to play with. Thomas already knew that this was normal for sailors who had been away from their families and children for years, and that any man who dared to hurt little Teresa would not live long enough to face a court martial.Once the disembarkation finished, signal flags rose at. Not the sexiest thing I can do, but I can’t help it. Being sightless is more difficult than I thought. I can’t see his reaction. “What is this?” he asks, a touch of amusement in his voice. “I wanted to surprise you,” I say, trying to choke back the nervous giggles. “Oh, I’m definitely surprised. This is not what I thought I’d find when I finished my shower.” “Are you disappointed?” I ask, knowing full well what his response will be. “Oh, not at all,” he says. “Do you have a vibe going in. I watched as Sherry's cunt lips pulled out each time I withdrew. They pushed back in with my cock as I thrust in. My cock glistened in the afternoon light.I was moaning too in answer to Sherry's groans."Justin, go faster. I need to come again." I thrust in hard and fast, rubbing my pubic area against Sherry's. She started to wiggle and buck up and down in time to my thrusts as we fucked. Sherry's cunt spasmed and grabbed at my cock. The feelings around my cock were so intense that I was pushed. With few diversions, Porter was stuck with his thoughts again. Worse, he did not have his anxiety meds.The first days were easier. The storeroom/workshop was an inefficient mess, with no coherent organization. At first, Zeb squawked and flapped his arms in protest, but Porter ignored him. Everything came out. Every item was catalogued and placed in groupings. Space was delineated on the floor with a chalky rock and the goods were returned to the shelter in an orderly fashion. He insisted that.