"Get her legs! Get her fucking legs!" he yelled at the other two. Each of the sailors grabbed one of Melissa's legs under the knee and pulled it towar...s himself, forcing her thighs up near her rib cage. "Perfect!" said the one between her legs as he pulled out his huge, stiff penis and began moving towards the vagina so completely exposed before him. "DON'T! PLEASE DON'T! OH GOD NO! OH! OH! NNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!" she screamed as he sunk his dick completely into her warm, wet vagina with one vicious. He got out of the bed, however, grabbed a robe from the floor, and went out a door carrying the robe. She then called Phyllis.Phyllis came in carrying a cup of tea and a sugar bowl. Married women were apparently entitled to have their first cup of tea before dressing and going down to breakfast. There was a little blood on the sheet and a little more on her thighs. It looked like damned little blood for the tearing that she had felt. Phyllis seemed to approve of both, and she clucked at Vivian. Sam said mom wants me to get dressed and go to the market to get my birthday cake. I asked what dad was doing and why he couldn't go, Sam replied that mom wants you to go. I pulled out my yellow sundress, slipped on a pair of white lacey thong underwear and found my white flip flops.Uncle Steve knocked on my door before entering, then stood in the door frame watching me french braid my hair. I told him how mom wants me to look cute. He smiled and said I was always cute. Sam yelled down to. My hands now massaging the whole of your back, from the top of shoulders to the base of your cheeks. Reaching around you I find your beautiful breasts swaying your nipples getting more sensitive with every touch. I notice you are watching yourself almost as in a dream in the mirror as two people explore each other with no taboos or judgment. My eyes transfixed on yours in the mirror, I see your hand rubbing your lips and clit and then move down to my balls. As our pace quickens, you move off.