The more experienced sailors boasted of the pleasures of Port Ruby, and maybe some of them could help show him the ropes.On the deck below, Selim grin...ed as he stood at the ship's wheel. The steersman worked bare-chested in the warm night. For hours, he had been catching the scents of flowers and spices in his hawk-like nose. Port Ruby was his home, so there would be no cheap sailor's carousing for him. He was going straight into the arms of the women who loved him and waited for him. Perhaps. Stacy lets him pull from her pussy, He removes his condom, throws it in the trash and moves to have her suck him again. Stacy mentions to the old man to lay on her bed, so she can sit on his dick. It's time for Tim to be inside of her again. Tim slides a condom on his dick, then poitions himself to slide into Stacy's pussy again.The feeling of having two huge dicks inside her makes her have butterflies. The young guy is filling her throat with his long dick. She gags as he pulls from the. "Not that he cares."Nate bit his tongue and inhaled. It was going to be a long two weeks if he was going to have to listen to her complain about his dad the whole damn time. He looked around the boat; a couple of the other passengers, all of them couples or single women his mother's age, were tucking phones away in purses or suitcases. At nineteen, he was almost definitely the youngest occupant of the boat. The ferry's pilot was at least three times his age, a greying sinewy hippie of a woman. Whilst out we called into a fantastic sex shop which sold all kinds of kinky things, with my nipples aching and my juices running I bought some sexy clothes which I knew would blow my old mans mind and hopefully get me the shagging of my life.On arrival at Marg’s house we found the men with cocks in hand watching a blue movie on the tv.Leaving the men to their wanking Marg and I went upstairs to get dolled up.I had a skirt and blouse on over my sexy new basque and stocking and watching Marg out.