She spoke with a very sexy thick Russian accent, when she passed me the receipt to sign for the drink she had written ‘Your cabin 30 minutes’, I s...gned her part an pushed the other into my pocket, she gave me a sexy wink with a slight pout, I walked away a little exited and a little confused, I went straight to my cabin and tidied up just in case, I decided to freshen up I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard a light tap on the cabin door, I wrapped myself in a towel and opened the. She lay, shuddering in the aftermath of the orgasms he had wrought in her, as he spat on his fingers and rubbed the spit into her arsehole. She tensed in fear of what was about to happen as the tip of his thumb gently but insistently opened her tight hole, moistening the area and opening her a little wider with each slow thrust. She could hear the quiet slurping noise as he covered his cock in lubricating spittle, and then she began to sob as he shoved his cock against her tight arsehole and. What kind of a Slut are you? You tell me you are going to be begging me for a story, because your drunk ass has chosen Jim Beam tonight? Like it is only tonight that you want me to call you a sissy-ass bitch?! I don't believe that for a second. As a matter of fact, if I were there with you now, I would wake your pathetic, passed-out ass up, and make you strip down to nothing and dangle a pink thong in front of your nose and watch your dick get rock hard. All I'd have to do is talk of putting. Heck, it had only been 6 months before that I had found out what other things my ditterdoo was for besides peeing. I woke up in the middle of the night with a hard on, a not unfamiliar happening, but this one was different, after a bit of light stroking and pulling, all of a sudden I was squirting all over the bed covers and my self. WOW, that was pretty cool. It only took a few days to figure out that I could make it do that most any time I wanted. Problem was, I had no real idea what my dick.