The house is on Cloister Ramp, perhaps a ten minute walk from The Convent. May Teresa came aboard?”“She is waiting in your cutter, Sir?”“Indee.... I took the liberty of bringing along her dunnage hoping for your kind acceptance.”“Then, by all means, let us get the boatswain’s chair rigged, Sir!”Five minutes later, Teresa was standing on Tempest‘s deck, wearing a fine dress, long blonde braids and a myriad of freckles in her cute face. There was not a man on deck whose heart did not melt. She looked as though she was still drowsy from the sedative Brenda had given her, but it hadn't dampened her sexual urges. I stood up and went to her, then, putting her hand on my cock, I began fondling a lovely soft, ample, breast and asked if she would like to join us as she was obviously very aroused and we would love to help her relax.From the way she grasped my cock I didn't think she'd need any convincing, I was right. Both of us fondled her slightly overweight, but very nicely rounded. By now Darlene would be on her back with her legs spread wide having her "curiosity" satisfied. Our marriage didn't mean shit to her so why should I care."Okay Bev, we're on."By twelve thirty-five I was balls deep in Bev and she had her legs wrapped around me and was making enough noise to wake the dead. She moaned, she cried, she squealed and she screamed as I pounded into her. She was pushing her pussy up at me as I drove down into it and her nails were digging into my back. She had two. I didn’t know how much more my trunks would resist, and was a bit afraid they might break. But to my surprise Sarah didn’t push any further. She just circled her hips on the tip of my cock. She put one hand between her legs, and started rubbing her clit. It was incredible. That young sexy girl was a dream come true! I slid one hand between her legs too. She stopped rubbing her clit by herself, and let me do it for her. She was almost screaming as I rolled her love button between my fingers. I.