"I could have died, instead I just turned and walked out of the stall andstood in the thoroughfare waiting for her, trying to hide my shame andembarra...sment at such humiliation in front of the stall holder.She seemed to know where she was going next and I followed along, tryingto relax as she grinned at me over her shoulder. After various stalls wecame to a jewellery stand, there were various priced boards and sheseemed intent on some silver earrings with a black ace of spades onthem, she asked. “Sam, look, I’ll shower now and you can shower on the crui—”“There is no shower on the cruise.” Father interrupted as he was climbing down the stairs.“You heard him.” Sam replied. “There’s no reason why you should shower and I shouldn’t.”“Well… The opposite is also true.” She replied trying to justify herself.“There’s also no time for arguing, you either shower together or no one is showering.” Father said still shouting“I don’t have a problem with it, your mother doesn’t ha— hey honey do you. I’m imagining you inside me. You take your hands and run them up the outside of my legs and back down. You stop at my knees and move your hands to inside of my legs, and run then up almost to my pussy, then back down to my knees. My breathing turns into gasps, when you gently spread my legs wide open. As you sit there admiring my tight, wet pussy I tell you I want you inside me. You smile, and do just as I ask. You lie on top of me and slowly slide inside my pussy. My breath catches the deeper. "They did a good job," Mother complimented. "I must remember to thank the servants for the most excellent job they did in securing this one." Yes!" I agreed. "I especially like the way they left him free enough to make his dick bounce around when he struggles."His struggling suddenly stopped when I said this, indicating his understanding of my words. I may talk with an accent from his point of view, but it is nice to know that he understands perfectly well."Yes, that's nice too," Mother admired.