When he turned around he leaned down and asked me if I was ok, I shook my head yes, both excited and yet apprehensive. I asked Roger if it was ok what...Freddy was doing?Roger whispered what’s he doing, I said you know, Roger said uh huh but what’s he doing?, oh god I moaned out he’s eating my pussy. Do you like it?, he asked, yes, I nodded my head and closed my eyes as a wave of pleasure swept over me as Freddy’s tongue probed the walls of my silky hot wet pussy.He held me open as his tongue. THWACK!The sound of this collision, obscene and echoing in the empty galley.His cock smacked into the groove of his abdominal sculpting.My right tit flew up hard, and rebounded with life of its own, the counterbalance on the other huge orb jiggling it up to join it's twin in the open air.My upturned face did not have time to recoil before the sudden up-spurt of arching precum stained with a wet splatter.I blinked.He smiled.I stared at his 36 inch pillar of meat as droplets streaked down my. What he had not figured out, however, was that I was (and still am) almost completely impervious to tickling. I have to be half-dead with exhaustion to squirm even the slightest when tickled, and that day I wasn't tired. So when I pounced with fingernails ready, he was caught completely by surprise. I managed to get him curled up in a ball, trying vainly to protect himself by tickling me back, and all the while I was telling him exactly how much trouble he was in. He laughed, he begged for. Boss ne kaha ki tina tumhe aise hi kapde pahane chaihe. Fir unhone tina se dress pahankar dikhane ko kaha. Tina fir shamai, fir use laga ki rashid ke boss hain toh woh mini skirt aur cleaverage wala top pahan liya. Kya lag rahi thi woh. Uski jawani un chote kapdon me sama nahin paa rahi thi. Jab woh us pink dress ko pahan kar bahar aayi toh usne dekha ki baki log wahan nange baiteh hain. Woh sharma gayi. Boss ne bola, ki tumhe chote kapde pahante hue sharam aa rahi thi naa, isliye hamne socha.