Reaching further back I felt for the first time a cock other than my own.The warmth of his penis in my hand felt like ecstasy. I squeezed gently, coax...ing a long moan from my neighbor.Firmly he grabbed the back of my neck and played his chest onto my back. The weigh of his body on mine, being controlled by another man was thrilling. His scratchy face touching my neck as i felt his open his mouth and slowly move his tongue across my skin. Something so simple, making me squirm with pleasure and. Mary Beth’s breathing deepened and her face flushed as Sam stroked her thighs and finally her pussy.She pulled his cock towards her crotch so he repositioned himself between her spread thighs and I watched spellbound as the head disappeared into her fur flanked slit. She moaned as he slipped deeper and deeper with each stroke. I sat down beside her and held one of her hands. Her other was cupping a bun of the man who was filling her.There was no pain in the initial penetration. She later told. Her clit swollen and full, it has nowhere to hide, and so they stroke it, circle it, glide their fingers across it.A scream, her chest heaves. She gasps and pleads, the cords firm in her neck. Her feet buck against the frame, toes curling, and again she tries to form the words, to make them stop, desperate to escape their touch, to end the little game they are playing with her body.?This will go on for hours, I tell you,? Victor said. ?They will do nothing more and nothing less. This evening, a. ”“Is that why you rose?”“That and the moans.”I giggled. Thrak and Thyrna had been in the cabin all night while Faoril entertained the entire crew below. Those two had stamina. I had masturbated twice listening to them. “They are going at it hard.”“No, Angela's moans. She's seasick.”“Oh, poor thing. Halflings don't get seasick. Why we make such great sailors.”“And because of your nimble fingers?” the elf asked.I winked at her.She slipped down onto the decking and yawned. “The sun is rising..