They do have Internet access on the ship so they’ll get your message quickly. I also want to introduce Pam to Lydia’s parents as soon as possible....�� For lunch, Pam had a chef salad and I had a club sandwich. I stopped by Jack’s table and filled him in on my parent’s doings and he asked me to give them his best. We bid farewell to everyone and wished all a happy Thanksgiving that was just a week away. During the drive back to the cabin, Pam asked if she could take a few of Lydia’s clothes with. She felt her face warm with another blush. I don't blush that easy, what the hell? she asked herself. She knew that Mark was lightly hitting on her, and she liked that. He was damn hot now. Her eyes drifted over his defined abs again, and the fly of his boxers caught her attention. Sitting as he was again, they had spread open. She could barely make out part of the shaft of his prick and some pubic hair.For some reason, the partial sight of his tackle excited her as a full view wouldn't. It. I was him heaven and enjoyed it like a bitch…he put two fingers inside my lips and I started sucking it like a lollipop…he was done using my mouth and removed my shirt so roughly..he admired my hairless chest and started pinching my nipples and squeezing my man boobs….I was rubbing the pant over his dick while he was milking my man boobs..it was painful as he was hunger and was biting my nipples more than sucking them…I moaned first to ask him to stop and then to use me harder and harder.As he. We got outside and the guy stopped at the door -- but I watched him give a wave at a blue Ford. Rachel was turning to head toward her folks, who were parked a couple of rows down and a ways over -- but I didn't want them caught in the crossfire, so I stopped her."We're in trouble, Honey Bun," I related quietly, pulling her to me. "I think we're walking into an Earth First ambush. When I yell -- or if you hear shots -- drop down between a couple of cars, okay?" You're kidding, right?" Rachel.