‘You realise that you are making me do something that I could be sacked for?’ he said. She just stared at his face, it was so close and she couldn...��t take her eyes off his lips. ‘You’re very bad and you need to learn the error of your ways. Don’t you agree?’ She nodded. ‘Yes Sir, whatever you say Sir.’ She was trembling now, torn between bolting and surrendering. Years of suppression fought with months of longing. ‘Let’s start with removing your non-regulation clothing, shall we?’ He unclipped. I can see Maria and Karl watching my man fucking me. One of my fetishes is sex with an audience, even better with an appreciative, turned on audience. “Awesome, fucking awesome,” Karl is muttering as Maria is stroking his erection.I love his hands grasping my ass cheeks as he thrusts into me as he is breathing very heavily.Someone is chanting in a low voice, ‘fuckamycunt, I love it, fuckamycunt, I love it, fuckamycunt, I love it, love it, fuckamycunt harder,’ when I realise it is me.“Cum with. "Damn your hide, woman!" I grabbed her handbag and she let it go and I had to jump again. I had her by the upper arm and she was laughing almost uncontrollably while I was growling with maddening desire.Our loud playfulness had attracted a few eyes. I moor my ship with a live-aboard society and everyone knew each other. I'm sure my strange lifestyle is often a topic of gossip - as will this event be.Damn, I'm off topic again.It happened very quickly, but I pulled her back to me and I lifted her. She removed her shirttails and leaned back against the bedroom door."I want you to see how much you turn me on." Sliding her hand into her pants, she gasped and let out a quiet moan. Removing her hand and said, "Look at this." Her fingers glistened in the sunlight and my mouth watered at the sight. I could feel my own pulsations and wetness emerging. I reached down and could feel how slick I was from my arousal. Watching Cheyenne’s hand move underneath her pants was more erotic to me then her.