I don't wanna know his adress, but if a man only needs to walk for maybe 5 minutes to go to the place where we're supposed to meet, they usually agree...to this deal.So I've met the guy afterwards. I decided to wear something sexy like a short skirt, so he can watch my legs that he likes so much. When I came to the place, a man walked up towards me and greeted me. Now he was certain that I'm real. We walked together and he asked me, where I'd like to drive to. "Surprise me", was my answer and I. Suprised i appologised and said i must have wrong flat,with this the guy said no wait,i am ted and you must be ian.there was a pause and i said whats going on,ted said please come in and he would explain.i was a bit reluctant but he seemed like a good guy and very frail,so i entered.it was light inside and smelled a bit musty.sit down he said so i did and he sat next to me very close.he told me his name was ted and he was gay,he liked younger guys and had done this a couple of times before and. " But we don't even know where they are." He tried to argue. It was true, we hadn't been on board long enough to even have a lifeboat drill, but from my pre-dinner excursion, I knew where they were. And I figured that designated lifeboat stations meant squat in a real emergency. No, it was a situation where the prudent would go to the lifeboats first and worry about the other stuff later.Suddenly, the hallway seemed to get very crowded as people tried to get back to their cabins. We were given. My orgasm slowed and eventually ended. He stood there looking at me and replaced my hand with his own and stroked himself. In a moment he looked down at me, breathing in that familiar pre-orgasm manner, and said in a low breathy tone, “Open your fucking mouth white gurl!” I leaned forward and kneeled so my eyes looked straight up at him and my mouth was open right in front of his cock head. Dommie’s back arched forward and he breathed hard and shoved his cock deep into my mouth. I felt.