However, it only required one visit from a sailor for me to learn to pretend to be sick whenever there was a knock on the door. I had the hammock on t...e opposite side of the room from the cabin door, up against the side of the ship. That saved me the first time. In the wee hours of that first night at sea, one of those sailors came in the door and grabbed Ruth in the first hammock by her breasts. His reward was Ruth's supper vomited all over his face and chest. That ended the male attention for. Her arms were pulled up and above her head. Her top rolled off. Her hiking boots gone. All of a sudden she was naked and defenceless. Her naked tanned tight little body was about to get it. She knew the men were excited by her. She saw them get even harder and stroke their cocks more quickly. They pulled her up to her knees and made her grab a cock with each hand. She could hardly wrap her hands around the thick girthed shafts. These would hut her when they fucked her she thought. The thought. Her eyes widened at him and once again, she came. He pulled his wet cock out of her mouth and scooted back so he could lean down and kiss her mouth. He laid between her legs, gently grinding his hard-as-a-rock erection against her wet pussy lips. Gently, he kissed her mouth taking care to kiss the corners of her lips, soothing her as she came down from her intense orgasm. He unbuttoned her silk pajama shirt and exposed her breasts. Carefully, he encircled one of her nipples with his tongue,. Mind you, I had been fisting for a few years but, I'd never seen a "Rosebud"! I must be honest, iwas kinda "freaked out" (but curious) so he signaled me to come over. I did. Then he said " I've seen you around. You don't like White boys, do you?" I said Nah, Man! Not really, no offense! He asked me to "Please FIST ME" and showed me his hole and pushed it out and I gasped because it opened very wide! I looked around and thought "Hey, It's gettin' late so, why not?" So I strated fingering his.