”“Hang on to your balls, Mr. Frank. I may just suck them through your cock yet.”“Suck me, Baby. Suck my cock while I suck your pussy. OH FUCK ...ES!”“Suck my pussy, Mr. Frank. OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, SUCK MEEEEeeeeeeeeeeee...”“Here, Juli. Here’s your money. I’ll get you a wash cloth to wipe yourself off so you can get dressed,” Mr. Frank said as he counted out the stacks of hundred dollar bills in piles of one thousand, then counted out three bonuses of one thousand and a huge, five thousand dollar. Then I would take it back in my mouth and keep sucking. I started to suck a little harder and move a little faster. His breathing got heavier and he started moaning a little more. I looked up at him and his head was leaned back and eyes were closed. I stopped at just his head and sucked in hard while my hand was stroking his shaft. I could tell he was getting close so I took him all the way to the back of my throat. And held him there for a second before I started a steady up and down sucking. He lives in a one bedroom apartment, pretty sparsely furnished but pretty organized. He immediately started undressing and told me to get comfortable. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and it didn’t take him long to get naked. I just removed my shoes but kept the rest of my clothes on. Once he was naked, he sat down on his couch. He had a couple of pillows that he placed on the hardwood floor in front of him and he beckoned me over. I noticed that his television was on and that he had the. Call it mother's intuition. I looked, and the bathroom light was dark, the door open, I didn't hear a sound. I turned around, not out on the balcony. I got up, not even putting a robe on, just hurried out to the deck, closest to our cabin.There was no time to think, as I saw my son putting a foot up on a storage box, next to the railing. He was gripping the bar, and about to hoist himself up. There was nothing between him and the water, fifty feet down. The ship was under full steam, full.