The expectation was that they wouldn’t spend that much time offshore, but when they did go out they would be out for days at a time. When he was on ...hore, his job was to take care of the boat.It was a lot better than his previous job running a tour boat. If it hadn’t been for all of the tourists, it would have been a good job. The biggest problem with tourists was that three quarters of them would get seasick and beg to be taken back to shore. Captain Jack came out of the wheel house and looked. My cock, although nothing compared with his weapon, was stiff with thoughts.A few minutes later our friend walked over to us with an apple and an apple peeler. Ignoring me, he asked Erika if she would like some. Of course she did. He took a couple of steps towards her, which meant he was less than an arm length away from her. He crouched down, legs wide apart and that huge dong hanging there. Erika didn't take much notice of the apple peeling. The beautiful cock was so tempting, but she had. He would, and soon, but first he had to get to work.Reaching into the closet he pulled out a blindfold he had used earlier, and a small sturdy wooden rod that would work for a cane, and finally a make-shift leather whip. He set each down in front of her so that she could see them, and then blindfolded her. She was still sobbing, but this time it changed to a deeper, more hysterical sobbing chant. She knew this game, and she knew what He wanted.He brought the caning rod around started a. I was so aroused. I was watching my own cock on screen. Watching myself masturbate.Now that I was exposed, more men entered my room and started commenting. I had five men telling me how sexy I was and what they'd like to do with my cock. More strangers. Strange men, offering to suck me off, stroke me to orgasm, take my cock in their ass. I only lasted a few minutes. I became so excited and couldn't keep from cumming. When I felt it start, I pulled off my t-shirt, stroked faster and faster,.