We felt the ship moving away from the pier and out to sea. After a time, the oriental man removed our cuffs and allowed us to remove our gags. It was ...uite a relief to all of us to have those gags out of our mouths. None of us spoke. The oriental man pointed to a refrigerator across the room and said, "There are cokes and bottled water in there help yourselves." He went on, "Go ahead and talk, just don't all shout questions at once."I went and got a coke from the fridge. The oriental man told. She shuddered and moved her hips a little.I don’t think she was able to cum, but after a few moments, she pulled back. Her clit was visibly throbbing, but she couldn’t get there.“Cleanup!” she called, climbing off my face.The man with the belt and another guy, smaller and less intense, took care of her. The smaller guy yielded to the other as he sucked her clit with ferocious intensity, not just cleaning her, but trying to get her off. I saw her knees quiver as she came. He slapped her clit as. This happened a few times over the week I would sit at the bar and have my drink but this time an old man asked me to join him at the other end of the bar, I obliged him and joint him there he did not hide the fact he was feminine and that he had taken a shine to me he was a nice guy so we soon struck up a friendship.I would make it a point of going in the bar on my way home just to meet him and have a drink but it soon got to the touchy stage where he would run his hand up my upper leg and. I unzipped my jeans slowly and slipped my hand in there to increase my pleasure. I tucked my fingers under my panties and dove deeper into my pussy. I ran two fingers against my clit and the orgasm was so intense I had to brace myself with my other hand against a support beam in the barn.“What’re you doin’?” I heard Maggie’s voice as I opened my eyes to see her standing in front of me.“Uhh, uhh,” I couldn’t bring myself to explain what I was doing with my hand in my pants. I was busted, it was.