"however you're dressed," he finished with a croaking voice. He cleared his throat. "You need to batten down the galley tonight. We could get a blow f...om the east and if we do we can't ride it out here. I'll have to up anchor and get away from the reef, which means we could have a rough night." Got it," she said. "I'll be back for your plate later." Good stuff," he said, forking his mouth full again."Thank you," she said sweetly.On her way back to the galley, though, all she could think about. .." Megan trailed off without even realizing it as she saw his boxer shorts tented away from his body. Even the waistband hovered above his muscled abdomen, supported by the hard organ beneath. "My god," she whispered before she could stop herself."Hmm?"The sound of his voice snapped her out of her trance and she gasped, tearing her eyes away from the sight of his cock straining against the fabric. "I'm sorry," she said in a rush as she stood up and turned away.She gasped again when his hand. She wanted to pull away and climb down and run away. She knew for certain that he had torn something within her, or maybe her bottom itself. He was so thick, and he was stretching her way beyond anything that had ever come out of there. She tried to scream, but no sounds came out. She looked up, her face registering stark fear, to see her sister sitting directly in front of her, smiling and nodding as the stranger pushed his cock deeper into her bowels."You're doing great, Livy," her pet name. "What did your father mean about boys, back there?" I asked.She smiled at me, looking as pretty as most young women do at that age. "Oh, I had a lot a'boy friends, lots a'swains mooning about." You did?" I asked raising an eyebrow. "You're kind of young." Uh huh, an' paw always thought we was doin' wrong out there." Were you?" I asked."Sometimes," she said, "one or two of the older boys showed me how to do it up in the loft and out behind a hayrick. It was fun, mostly." Wasn't there one you'd.