How much does he know? How much should I tell him?Carol just walked up in her Maria wig and costume and said, “Hey guys – what’s up?”I said, a... casually as possible, “Marcus wants to know if we are pretending to be a couple, for some reason?”She looked at me and, in one continuous breath, said to Marcus, “Randall and I don’t want any distractions while we’re performing on stage. We wear rings and let people think whatever they want. If they don’t know us as brother and sister, we’ll provide. Though saying it more like "Sin" with the obvious connotation behind the meaning. To me ... she was. Sin incarnate, lust ... desire ... not to mention a conundrum of a whole bunch of things, not the least of which was being given permission to enjoy myself with Joy while she was gone ... baring just one simple thing. Fucking her. "But it IS going to get worse before it gets better. It's you're getting back here before it does that worries me more."She laughed at that, shaking my dick off, once. He pointed to a small door at the end of the terminal."Thank you," said Dave absently. He headed into the air-conditioned building only to start waiting in a myriad of lines to get on the ship. He wondered why he even came on the cruise.Dave walked up the gangplank and felt a wave of anger wash over him. This was the second time he boarded this ship for an Anniversary Cruise without a wife. Dave got on the elevator and headed up to the Panorama Deck to the same room he had on his first cruise.. I knew I wasn't going to last long, and forcibly spun her around where she stood and pulled her back from the wall a bit. I pressed on the small of her back, indicating I wanted her to bend over. She leaned over, pressing her hands against the rough texture of the wall, bracing herself.I pushed her skirt up again till it was around her waist, her beautiful large round ass in plain view now. Sliding her panties to the side again with one hand, I grasped the shaft of my cock with the other hand.