I moaned in protest and growing pleasure, but submitted to his will and concentrated on not cumming. We passed many trucks, with me holding my breast... out as an offering to each and every one of them, my own fingers tugging and pinching my nipples as if with a mind of their own. My breath coming shorter and harsher, forcing myself not to succumb to the demanding, consuming pleasure shaking my very center. My husband reached down and unzipped his pants, reached over, took my hand and placed. "I flinched, but then I shrugged. "At this point, I don't suppose I canobject."Then I found myself telling him my life's story, including the reallynasty bits. (I got used as a sex toy by the first person who found outmy secret, do you need details?) I finished with how I had fallen into acrack and ended up on that island, and then I cried. He handed me adrink, and I drank it. It had sort of the same effect as the drink I hadbeen given on board the ship, but instead of settling my stomach,. How's Barb?"I feel another grin spread across my face. "What makes you think I seen Barb?" 'Cause you been gone since like noon yesterday which means either you got lost or you got laid." 'Sides, Peter," Alex snickers, "you reek uh pussy." Jealous?"He shrugs, "You the Dom." You say that one more time, I'm never spanking you again." I try to sound serious but Alex rolls his eyes.Slowly, we manage to get up, shower, and dress. There was actually food left on the Lido deck buffet. I grab a plate. Is this lady attempting to tease a young stud, or is she as hungry for me as I have suddenly become for her? My lustful desire takes over my mind completely. I just have to fuck this lady, or at least determine if she wants my young cock. Is she just playing games? I need to make an excuse to find out, and quickly. My dinner evening is coming to an end as I excuse myself from the table, but it’s hardly even noticed. Passing by her table I break the ice by reminding her of our previous.