Moving the captives in irons to the St. Veronica, we ungrappled and soon left the freighter behind. Wailing women filled my main deck, each bound lyin...g on a cannon until the doctors could check them. One was found to be a plague carrier, she was put on a raft with water and shade, where the currents would carry her back from whence she came. The other dozen would be fine merchandise… and solve a problem I’d faced as well. Piping all men on deck, I once again raised my voice to address my crew.. I told her that it will take some time for my dick to get to its full size since I just ejaculated in her mouth.Listening to this, Yogita aunty got up and came above me in 69 position. She got hold of my dick and pulled the foreskin immediately she took my entire dick in her mouth and once again started giving me a nice blow job. I was in seventh heaven and I then pulled her by her waist and took her pussy near my mouth. Still it has remains of her love juices, which she ejaculated on toilet. Okay, at 5 foot 6, I’m easily missed, and the floor behind the bar is a good foot higher than the surface I’m standing on, so she does tower somewhat over me. It does grate though, when she looks straight over me as she reaches past to place two beers in front of the guy to my right. I stretch out onto my toes, to increase my chances of being spotted, so now my eyes become level with her ample breasts. I’m looking at the contours created across her t -shirt, she’s obviously bra-less, and so. It is only then that as I go to sit up that I realize that I’m lying on top of the covers with my boy shorts pushed to the slide with my two fingers still pushed inside my literally dripping pussy. “FUCK!!” I remove my now well lubed fingers, mental moaning from the loss. “What it isn’t like you haven’t seen it before.” I laugh whilst waving my dripping fingers at her. “Not like that, I haven’t!” Lauren replies as she moves to sit on the bed. “No, I forgot it was your fingers then…”.