He still had a pretty good head of white hair and a little stubble on his face. A little portly in the midsection as older men tend to get, but he was...dressed nicely with a knit sweater and button up shirt underneath and khaki pants with a crisp crease. I think he could tell I wasn't interested in reading my book and so he asked if I was wouldn't mind chatting with him to pass the few hours of our trip. We started with the usual where was I from(America) and what I was doing in England. A very. I grab her hair into two pony tails and thrust my hips forward. She spent the night with three strangers doing who knows what, I think she could definitely handle a good throat fucking! As I pick up speed Stephanie gags. She pushes back and starts to cough; she dry heaves for a few seconds and then wipes her mouth. “Daddy please, I promise I will never do it again, please just stop,” she pleads, her forehead glistening with sweat. Her lipstick long gone her luscious lips shine through. They. “M—Mallory…”“You heard her, Mal,” Valerie huffed as she dressed. “You’re up next.”Mallory stepped forward, her eyes locked on Daphne’s sweaty face. She examined the scene. The unmistakable combo of sweat and cum—the stench of sex—hung heavy in the air. While it rarely bothered her, the scents invaded Mallory’s nose and turned her stomach. .Daphne stared at her. She slowly yawned her legs for Mallory intended entry. Another torrent of cum dribbled on the hardwood below. "I'm ready." She. He said you were a stupid man for letting me out of the country on my own. Somehow his hand was on my thigh, kinda rubbing a slow circle on the inside and kept circling higherup. I didn’t stop him. He picked up my hand and kissed it and asked if I’d like to hang out while he putsome of the tables away. The ship was due to leave the dock at 1:00 a.m. and that late, they put the chairsand small tables away. He got up and opened a door I’d never seen, hidden in the dark under thestaircase that led.