Also, if anyone was banned by the prostitutes, that individual would be kicked out of the camp.If the whores don’t want a man’s coin, then there m...st be something deeply wrong.And so, Axel sat on a chair outside of Mari’s tent, listening to her pleasure another man’s wife, desperately trying to keep himself under control.He was a professional after all. Or at least, he was supposed to be.Soon the cheating wife left the tent, hair and clothes madeup as if she wasn’t just being eaten out only. Suddenly I had a moment of sanity. I needed to record this for posterity! I took out my mobile and, ever so carefully, took a picture of them. It wasn't the best of pics, taken through a partially open door, but better than nothing.Despite my wife's orgasm, the young guy was still busy inside her panties, and I could hear her edging him on with all sorts obscene comments. I could see that she was so close to cumming again when, horror of horrors, another couple came up the stairs. Victoria was. She, in the end, decided to watch the movie alone though she was unaware that I was observing her from a bit away and entered the theatre 10 mins after her.I sat on the seat next to her and found that she wasn’t watching the movie, instead, she was just crying. I then went to lobby, bought some coke and asked the guy to give me a glass of water but fill it with ice before.Went in again and found her still crying.Again sat next to her, and in a jiffy, pinched her nipples hard. She was shocked. Gentlemen ... We have an hour before we can lock-out to sail, and we have coffee made and a kettle boiling for anyone who wants tea, as well as assorted cold drinks. If you'd like to come below, we can talk about your requirements over some refreshments. Miss Thornton?" Yes, Miss Masters?" The girl's tone clearly conveyed amusement."I know you are familiar with the management and character of vessels like this one, so if you'd like to assist with the ship-handling, I can loan you some suitable.