Bryant…” Dazed, she remembered his command of before, “S…Steve, You’re making me c… cum! Unnnhhh!”Slowly he pulled his massive cock out ...f her pussy. He held the swollen head poised at the very edge of Sarah’s glistening cunt-lips. He reached one hand around her hips and slipped a finger inside her hole, teasing her clit. Her breathing became more ragged again as he finger-fucked her, and she could feel the bulbous tip of his cock press against her pussy lips. “S…Steve, please…” Sarah pleaded.. “Shit! I was supposed to go with Carol to the orientation session at 5PM,” he thought.He sat up and felt dizzy and disorientated. From outside the cabin he heard two women talking. “What did you think of our breakfast?” “Oh, I loved it. I think the chef is even better on this cruise than the last cruise we were on.” “Yes, I agree with you. He’s really good, isn’t he?”Their voices faded away as they walked on. But why were they talking about breakfast? Which must mean that Mike had slept for 16. As he stepped back for a better look, I shivered a little at the thought that this was the first time in over 20 years that anybody, other than my husband, had seen me naked … much less standing naked in their kitchen. “Patty, you’re even more beautiful than I had ever imagined.” I stiffened a little, passionate but unsure, as he cupped my full breasts in his hands, massaging my soft flesh, watching my nipples harden as he flicked his thumbs over them. Then passion began to win out as he. And the maids come in between 9 and 11. I'll err, ask the maid on your floor to visit your room last sir." John was grateful for her forbearance; she clearly realised he wanted to be alone and probably guessed at his plans to get drunk. He nodded, murmured his thanks, accepted his key and headed up to his room. Room 215. John unlocked it slowly and stumbled inside. He closed the door behind him, stuffed his case in the corner, removing the bottles of alcohol from within it, and collapsed on the.