It felt so good and I couldn't hold out any longer. “That feels so good that I'm going to cum! Stroke me honey, please make me cum . . .”She lifte... her head and tightened her grip as she worked my shaft. Then as I came I said “Oh yeah, keep stroking! Oh that's great honey, perfect!” I was shooting cum and it ran down to her hands as the other girls watched. When I was finished I said “Now let me finish with you.” Jenny returned to her back and spread her legs. I moved to her and resumed licking. I pulled the sash next to the bed, and several minutes later the maid, that had helped earlier, came into the room."Would you like me to help you get ready for bed, Miss Amelia?" Yes, please. What is your name?" It's Betsy, Miss."Betsy stepped behind me and started unbuttoning my dress after I had removed the bodice. I guess that they didn't have zippers in this time. I simply stood there as she worked to remove my clothes. First the dress and bustle pillow, then the corset cover, and finally. It never truly fades. Even as I come down from it, I feel another starting to build slowly. His meaty fat knot presses fully against my welcoming lips, locking his now enormous dick inside of me. The heat of his throbbing member, of the continuous eruptions of his cum, of his heavy build holding me down and claiming me.I am given no respite, and I don’t want any.The fingers of my right hand, still near my clit, stretch to feel his red member behind the base of his knot. It is fleshy, wet, hot,. For dinner they used the Verandah Grill; available to certain passengers to enjoy sunsets over the stern and making evening meals so civilised and glamorous with the baby-grand tinkling along to couples on the tiny dance-floor.Since those early days of dancing to the radio at home they now danced well together. Their smooch was sensual with a feel for the music; which onlookers often enjoyed. They loved being on a dance-floor.That’s where they’d literally bumped into another couple smooching;.