Bobbing along atop a miniature rowboat, we find Iris Reyes, sound and sturdy as the wooden ship nestled between her legs. Decked out in a body-fitting sailor suit, she bops and weaves her hips as the music fills the speakers, swaying as the camera falls into close-ups of that dutiful derriere as it breaks free and clean of its blue wrapping, with Iris' tiny chest bulges following suit. Spreading her cheeks, she reveals a birthmark in the enrobed circumference of her southernmost port, into which she deposits a spit-lubed white golf ball, puckering the circle within her own circle. Traveling back out, the dot goes back into Iris' mouth by way of her hand, at which time Flower, decked out in pirate gear (and latex pants!) playfully smacks Iris' face. Ms. Tucci's booty bounty is offered to Iris with a two-handed shake, and from it emerges a stewed black ball, which Ms. Reyes catches in her mouth and shares with Flower. The girls shine their precarious black and white balls between their butt holes and mouths, keeping their spit in play for the long term, and arching their rumps out as Mick, the eye-patched/naked scallywag, brandishes his erect sword muscle in front of them. Iris is the first to slalom over his schlong, tickling the back of her throat before Flower nails her nose against Mick's crotch in a deep-throated knob gnashing. Before the log jamming begins, Flower crowns Iris with her pussy as Mick nestles into Ms. Tucci's ass, pulling back to allow Iris the well-endowed spread to grace the might rump smothering her face. In reverse cowgirl, Iris takes Mick's sausage up her exit canal, bumping and riding and serving Flower an ass-to-mouth portion of sweet goodness in brief rests. Overall, the action is kept well between Iris and Flower, with Mick being more of a side-salad to the girls' steak dinner. Flower seems to delight in keeping Iris at her beck, call and swat, and she, though a bit nervous at first, eases into the filth quite easily. It's never too harsh, thankfully, though those with a weak tolerance for such behavior may be put off by her faithfulness to her pirate characterization. The gagging during the final ten minutes or so leave Iris on the receiving end in more ways than one, though I took pleasure in every minute of the whole darned thing.