That was just the childish in me, the fear that I wasn’t as good as I thought. I needed to project strength because I was really such a weak and pat...etic person. I was all bluster.That was all torn away. Now I just wanted to be fucked by a hung futa.“Mmm, pound her hard, Mbali,” moaned Jalila. She thrust three fingers into her pussy, her pink lips engulfing them. She shuddered on the table, pleasure rippling across her face. She thrust them in and out, churning up her cunt. The tart of her musk. At the time, I knew we were in trouble but I had no idea as to how serious the trouble was. I guessed it had to do with our behaviour at prayers and thought we might be reprimanded and maybe put off the ship at the next port but my mental musing was interrupted by the arrival of the captain and the purser. "What's this all about?" demanded Tanya, "What have we done wrong? Why have we been dragged here?"The captain thumped the table. "You girls quiet be!" he roared and then conversed with the. My father's house at the time was in a bit of an uproar as he had just recently taken a much younger wife, only a little older than I was. She was a lady of only incidental virtue and already much given to sordid affairs behind her new husband's back, of which he remained obstinately blind to, despite an ample amount of obvious proof. In fact, I have used the character of my new stepmother in many of my later satires. It is this specific contempt for her, rather than an overall general contempt. Sandy sat naked on the edge of the pool watching us. Mitch and I swam, and teased each others naked bodies. The he helped me into a floating chair, were he proceeded to eat me again. After a bit he shoved 4 fingers inside me, sucked my nipple, bit it, and told me to cum like hell. He shoved as much of his fist into me as he could, and I came like a freight train out of control. I then slid in the water, went under, and sucked his hardening cock. I then rose up, held on to him as he once again.