The only male body, the only penis to practice with, was my father’s. The sailors and the captain could not contribute to my education, because I ha... to remain pure, for my future husband. My father had brought a small blue flacon from which, unless it was time for us to rest, he poured a few drops of a colorless liquid into the palm of his left hand and licked it up after he had ejaculated, which allowed him to continue my lessons with little interruptions. He told me, but only once, that this. I started to move my body up and down his shaft. The feeling of pure pleasure growing between my legs. I remembered when I awkwardly didn’t know what to do when I was on top. I would just kind of sit there, waiting for my ex to do all of the work. It didn’t feel anything like what I was experiencing with Ian.We went slow at first, but I wanted more. I knew I should be quiet, but I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t control the energy in me. I bounced up and down him. The sounds of our heavy. Those two were playing with him. Like a cat with a mouse. The swine! They were playing games with him before they finally drowned him!Once more Landor was dunked into the sea... and this time for longer. He came out retching and spouting water. Then he was hauled back on to the deck where he lay like a stranded fish.“Her Ladyship likes the sweat and stink washed off them,” said a voice.“Naturally,” came another.The boot into his side again. “Get up, pig meat.”Landor forced himself up. After. The thought of his dick being smothered by meaty muscle mounds was the real reason he was here.Regrettably, Dougal was far too gentle and his machinations well below par. This, however, was nothing new to Ainsleigh. Many of these hunky men were ‘softies’ when it came to hard man-sex. Dougal was also somewhat of a sprinter and within a few minutes had shot his load.After Dougal unloaded, he began to thank Ainsleigh. Without skipping a beat, Ainsleigh told him that they were not done yet.“Now I’m.