"We continued looking at one another for a few seconds, not quite anawkward silence but close. finally I decided that I had to ask her thequestion tha... had been in my mind since I woke up. "So Brit, last night,what was it? Was that a one time thing? Or is there something betweenus."Without saying a word, she got up, her nude form exposed, and gracefullymade her way over to me, embracing me and saying, "your everything I'veever looked for in a person Court, you're my best friend, I can tell. Why is everything so damn wet?Hey Bartholean?Barthline?Barty?Hell I can never remember your name... You, the one making it so wet around here.- You talking to me? It's Bartholin, but you can just call me Barth. But, let me aloneWhy you got things this wet and sticky?- Don't blame me. I just do what I am told and from the orders coming in to get all this stuff made, that Amber must really be getting worked up over something.Yeah I know. I can tell.- Hey, what's going on down there? I smell wet. With my free hand, I returned her touch with my hand upon her thigh, squeezing and massaging through the fabric. Her knees parted voluntarily, giving an invitation to go further. I pulled back my hand and swept under her skirt between her damp thighs. Expecting to feel soaked fabric; I was a bit stunned to find none. Instead, her wet virginal pussy sat open, uncovered and waiting for me. She giggled, knowing that I was surprised at her lack of panties. I fed her another berry, which she again. "Enjoying ourselves are we slut?" she smirked."Yessssss ooooooo," I gasped as the mouth engulfed my cock again.As my mouth opened in an o of pleasure my Mist....the captain fed hercock into my mouth. In my sexually drunken haze I sucked it down and inthe position I was in it slid easily down my throat where she held ituntil I almost blacked out. Next I felt the familiar weight of her firstmates cock in the crease of my ass and knew I was going to be spitroasted by them in front of the crew. I.