We must remember that in the early 1970s, life was more simple. There were no video or DVD’s, no internet, no mobile phones. Our main source of sex ...education was giggling friends with as much know-how as we had.In a way, I was lucky. My advanced – I use that word lightly – sex education came courtesy of my father. Unable to talk about it, he would leave porn magazines where I could ‘accidentally’ find them. The elegantly-posed bare-breasted images with their airbrushed crotches were an. When he turnedhis back, Leanne threw the clothes on the floor andgave him the finger. She returned to dancing with theBlack who began touching her between her legs. Shethrew her head back and laughed.The dwarf came back. He yelled at her again and theyargued. I couldn’t hear a word they said. Finally, withreluctance, Leanne put the panties and skirt on ancontinued dancing with the black man.The dwarf went to the front door and opened it. Twopeople came in, the red headed stripper from the. Being a cook in the galley was the perfect cover for that. Everyone eventually came to the galley to eat. Besides, she was not the only sniffer aboard the Marauder. They weren’t supposed to know each other, but Mousey knew. They all knew. A sniffer smells slightly different to another sniffer. It isn’t the unpleasant dustiness of a Tookee, but it is similar. It is still a slightly dusty smell, but there is a sweet overscent to it, more like the dusting powder that some of the female crew used. I planted her feet on my shoulders and slowly placed my dick inside her. ‘Oh, yeah’, she said, ‘oh, that’s good. Love that big dick. My pussy loves that big dick. Shove it in. Shove it in good. Oh, it’s so hard. Fuck me. Fuck me good.’ Cynthia’s tubetop was off and grabbed a handful of her luscious titties, licking her already hard nipples. She put her hands on my face getting me to stare at her eye to eye. ‘You like that?’, she asked, ‘you like that, huh? You like fucking me?’ ‘I love fucking.