His blood was thudding in his head.“Set the knot at forty,” the Captain said.The ship’s helm worked by pulling on tiller lines, thick ropes that... ran from the wheel, down below the deck through a pulley system to the rudder below. Captain Vex had painted markings on her tiller lines, so the degrees of a turn were counted on the rope itself.Colin took a knee, his breathing slow and measured as he fought back the throbbing between his eyes. He used his good hand to grab the tiller line above the. “So, we were wondering David,” One of the women said. “Do you think you could let us all feel it inside us without going off as soon as it got a bit wet? We don’t want to get pregnant, but we need a good fuck. We will take that risk in exchange for having what rumors are saying is the biggest available dick for our tight vaginas. It won’t take more than a few minutes for any of us to get off. I mean if you do cum and can’t pull out ... Well we all agreed that will be our problem.”With my dick. I can’t wait for this to be over, but I can’t leave. What if I did and you didn’t follow me? I think I would die. It feels like the longest night of my life, but eventually people start to say their goodbyes. I get out my phone and call an Uber. I’m so nervous I can barely remember my address. But you say: “Hey, that’s near me - want to share?” and my heart leaps again. Now I’m afraid that someone else will want to join us, but no one does, and in no time we’re climbing into the back of the. Not only rubbing, but adding a squeeze and a pat with it. I turned my head around, it was too packed to turn completely, and in my deepest voice said, "Hey Man, I'm a dude. Cut that out."I turned back around sure that that would put an end to the grouping. Within seconds the hand was back, but this time it had reached up under my skirt, lifting it in the back, and was actually rubbing my ass through the panty hose.I started to turn again when the hand slid a little farther under and started.