I turned over to face Jack. He was so peaceful and beautiful as he slept. I could see the steady fall and rise of his chest and he had a small smile o... his face. It made me smile as well. I wondered if he was dreaming of the passion that we had shared only a few hours earlier. I didn’t want to wake him but I needed to get the fire going in the fireplace again. Who would have known that the night got so chilly on the beach? It didn’t help either that we were both still undressed. I moved. I then placed some on his cock. Before I let a man fuck me, I have to get on top and guide it in myself. I cannot go 100mph right away. Once I am stretched enough, then I let them do what they want. I rode him for a few minutes and I hoped off. I asked him what position he wanted me in. He said get on the couch on your knees. He fucked me like that for another few minutes and he told me he was close. I then turned around and laid on my back. I wanted to be in the missionary position so I can. She quivered and groaned, her pussy suckling at my cock. She milked me with her youthful cunt. Her twat wrung every last drop of jizz out of my balls.“Ooh, that's so wonderful,” she groaned. “Ooh, there's so much seed in me.”“I bet there is,” her mother purred. I knew what she wanted. I drew my cock out of Chani's cunt and backed up a few paces. I panted, my heart racing from the pleasure that I had just enjoyed. It felt so amazing to cum in that girl's pussy. Now my cum ran out of her twat.Her. It was always in terrible fear that I would get caught, so it was hastily and inexpertly done. I was never satisfied and I longed for William's gentle caress against my cheek and sweet lips against mine. One night after a particularly trying day--nothing I did seemed to satisfy my intense craving--I awoke from a fitful sleep of troubled dreams. The ship was rocking horribly, and I could hear the wind and the sea battering the walls of my tiny cabin. I remembered father had told me at supper.