I was just watching Linda sucking up and down on Bob's cock, I wasn't pumping due to the highly aroused state I was in I knew I would cum instantly if... I moved. Linda wasn't helping but, trying to push her hips up and down on my erection at the same time she was sucking Bob.My balls were tightening and my cock was throbbing, I was trying very hard not let my cum shoot out in her pussy. I even had to pull out of her a few times to allow my cock to calm down.Bob was also pulling out of my wife's. I focused on getting ready. I had the longest shower ever, soaping myself with my mother’s scented potions and washes, I loved that feminine smell. Luckily I didn’t need to shave, as I had not really started growing any body hair. Once showered I raided my mother’s wardrobe, I choose a very short and tight fitting back dress, some black French panties, stockings and suspenders, I used some of mothers perfume and then raided her jewelry and make up! I can’t remember much about what I choose but. Her big, beautiful ass was starting to jiggle. “Alex?”“Uh, yeah?”“You said you wanted to touch a vagina last time we spoke, right?”“Right.”“Okay, then, here’s your chance. I need you to put some fingers in my vagina.” She spread herself down there. “See that hole right there? That’s where I want them.”I began to pull my fingers out of her butt.“No, no, no! Leave those in my asshole! Use your other hand for my pussy.”I prodded around with the index finger of my left hand until I zeroed in. The crew that had been up on the Flemish Horses far above the deck taking in sail were now below. Only the most experienced hands could tolerate this kind of tossing without seasickness, so in addition to the smells of 500 bodies crammed shoulder to shoulder for over a year, and the rotten stench of the bilge, there was the fresh odor of vomit. No one was particularly unhappy, however, as they were used to the conditions, and in sight of England, after more than 14 months at sea. They were.