The sailor chuckled, massaging Horo's breast and tweaking her nipple.  "Where's the fun in that, girl?" he asked, "Teasing us with htis beautiful body and not letting me get my hands on it properly?"<br/><br/>Then he laughed again and released her breasts, nipped her neck one last time, and pulled his already unlaced shirt off of his head.<br/><br/>Birk had beefy muscles, the sort that honest work put on a broad shouldered man.<br/><br/>Standing, he moved quickly too shed his boots and trousers, socks and loincloth.  The manhood beneath was stiff, long, and thick.  The poor thing was red and needy from Horo’s teasing.  He moved quickly behind Horo, then paused too stroke her silken thighs and eye her tail, as if wondering what she would do with it next.<br/><br/>Birk suddenly caught Horo by the hips and lay the length of his cock along her pussy, then ran it up and down.  He chuckled as he teased her, and chided, “Turn about is fair play, Horo.”<br/>