"The first sorry looking defaulter was marched in, apparently still heavily hung-over, and was duly sentenced and remitted to the Master-at-Arms for p...nishment. He was quite incapable in his present state of making any sort of defence of his actions, which rather convicted him out of his own grunts."Did he understand everything you said?" asked the Admiral after he had been marched out."Yes and no, sir," replied the Second Officer, "Yes, in that all crew members are fully fluent in at least. What I saw took my breath away, in the box was a collection of garter belts, stockings, an assorted collection of thongs and G strings, ¼ cup, ½ cup and see thru bras, but the biggest surprise of all under all the clothing were a couple of different sized vibrators, lubricant, wrist and ankle shackles and a couple of different styles of Strap-on harnesses and the rubber "cocks" that fit into them, averaging about 7 to 8 inches in length and a nice size diameter so to speak, I was stunned but. Steve was sitting on the sofa watching television when I walked. I could tell from the bulge in his shorts that he was pleased to see me, so I walked over and sat on his lap. I was not wearing any panties and after a few passionate kisses and some strategic wiggling the inevitable happened. I was not long until his rod was ready for some more action and we spent the next few hours getting into it. I was exhausted by then and went back to Amanda's bed and lay down and fell asleep. I must have. She groaned, her legs scissoring beneath mine. My cock was hard and felt cramped within my jeans. She unbuckled my belt and then undid the clasp of my jeans. Her fingers worked the zipper down. Her hand cupped my cock and balls, so tight within the boxer briefs. I pressed against her hand. Her hand slid under the elastic of my briefs. Her fingers found and circled my cock. She stroked the head with her thumb. I groaned into her mouth. She began to kiss her way down my chest. Hurriedly, I kicked.