I bet you’d love to suck lots of cocks, mm?’ Her hands explored my body as she continued to whisper in my ear, filthy, disgusting things that she ...knew would turn me on. She called me a slut and a bitch, telling me she knew how to deal with naughty girls like me. As she whispered, she slowly bent me forward until my elbows were on the bed. Pulling the hem of the baby-doll up, she caressed my ass cheeks with one hand while she fingered my hole with the other. For several minutes she kept me like. “I mean goddamm dawgs—I mean” Blankenship was basically speechless. “If you get a chance dude—check out my lil bro's ass—you'll fall in love”. Blankenship gives me a stare, and says “How the fuck you know how ur lil bro feels like”? I just snicker and reply, Well dawg, I think that question kinda answers itself”. Blankenship shakes his head back and forth. “You guys are sick”. Andre and me continue laughing, as Blankenship gets up and begins to drag out some lunch stuff for the crew. Finally. We were all sleeping on the boat that very night and my Lynn goes into a 69 over me.Pretty brave with 8 other people on the houseboat. She was really sucking the length and biting a bit butt, most noticeably she kept sliding down to my chest and pushing back, planting her asshole right on my mouth, Thinking she would move, I stabbed my tongue toward her asshole.My tongue went in like it was being sucked in, I felt a finger opening my sphincter.Her ass pulls away then right back on my tongue & I. It wasn’t that she was obsessed about sex, or anything. It really was, in the grand scheme of things, a minor inconvenience. At least she was here, on a starship, exploring the galaxy. It made up for a lot. But still, celibacy hadn’t been on the brochure. After a few months, she had hit upon the obvious solution: the Endeavour had holodecks. It wasn’t really the same thing, but it beat the alternative – which was to say, nothing. So she had booked some leisure time, obtained a suitably erotic.