“Hey.” I shouted as my legs were pulled wide apart, so wide that they were nearly at 90 degrees to my body.“That’s a spreadie.” One of the g...uys said.“Oooh, I like that.” I replied as I looked around and saw numerous phones taking photos of me, gaping hole as well. I watched as 1 girl ran back to her bag and got her phone.“Don’t forget to take some with my phone please.” I said.After a couple of minutes, 1 of the other guys said,“Can Ben and I swap places with you and TC Tom?”I was lowered to. He supported his upper torso with his arms as the mushroom head of his cock searched for the entrance to her vagina. Soon, his huge tool found the entrance and slipped inside, going places in her that no man had ever been before. He was gentle, sliding his cock in her very slowly so as not to hurt her if he bottomed out. She felt his cock pushed against the farthest reaches of her love tunnel and he began to move in and out of her. He had the thickest cock she had ever had and it spread her. ‘You don’t have to,’ he said softly, ‘But I’d really enjoy it.’ In answer, she slid her mouth down his cock as far as she could, relax her throat to take his head. He groaned and she saw his hands fist out of the corner of her eye. She relaxed and slid back, then took him in again, slowly rocking on her knees, his cock fucking her mouth. Loving the taste of him, she suckled, stroking her hands over his base and balls, enjoying the sensations of his cock surging against her tongue, of his balls. But there was something about the way the edges fit that wasn't working. Perhaps we were just not ready, perhaps we were missing a piece of the puzzle, someone who would make us five instead of four. Maybe we were missing a point of view, a perception shift that would make the solution obvious.Lots and lots of maybes.We received permission from the Captain to use the largest part of the quarterdeck to practice our stick work in the morning, as long as the seas were calm. He still hadn't taken.