Then a voice out of the shadows, it was trembling a bit. The figure took a seat in his arm chair that was a few feet away. "That's a nice view you got...there." She said in and easy, soft knowing tone. He stared long and hard at her, without speaking he put his hammer and screw driver down. She started to speak. "You know; you do not have to open every package that is dropped off on your door step." Her voice had a matriarchal tone that he remembered from his childhood. She was the kind of lady. I let her climb in back first, shucking out of her shorts as she went. I climbed in and leaned back against the pack, starting to pull my shorts down.“Stop! I’ll do it.”Clad in only panties and sneakers, Kiku began to crawl up my legs. She began pulling my pants off as I reached down and tweaked a nipple. She smacked my hand away, as another moan was heard.“No, not now.” Guess this was going to be like in a strip club; no touching unless told.As I popped my hips up, my shorts and underwear were. Joan got a glass of sangria and raised it up and called, "Anchors away boys." Some Mexican dance music started and Joan pulled one of the sailors to the dance floor. She called, "Aye Caramba" and started shaking her hips to the music. The next song was a slow Mariachi song and Joan danced with another of the sailors, holding him tight and moving against him suggestively. The song ended and the sailor's face was bright red when he returned to the table. Joan smirked. Two of the sailors got a. “Get ready for the first fuck whore.”I pushed my entire dick inside her pussy. I felt her wet pussy walls gulping my dick. She screamed really loud when the dick stretched her pussy walls and my balls hit her. I spanked her already sore boobs as she screamed. I started pounding her wet pussy as she was screaming out loud.I started fucking slow with an entire dick coming out and going in with every stroke. Her entire body was shaking due to the fucking. She was clenching on the rope as my dick.