His body slid heavily onto mine, and I felt him enter me. Gently at first, and then hard as he pushed his cock deep inside to get me wet.I let out a g...sp, oh no, this was really happening, my prick of a husband was actually going to let this happen.I felt the stranger pushing inside me, lifting my hips as he slipped himself in deeper, his huge frame crushing into me. I let out a loud moan, and then he started to fuck me, fast and hard, not wanting to let go of my hips. He was controlling the. I knew he would be pleased when he looked up, my wet pussy was covered in what was fresh, new panties. I knew now that they would not appear so new as they were completely soaked through with proof of my arousal. I sat him back on his bed, standing in front of him giving him a slow show. I was no professional, and I'm sure my performance was laughable. None the less I stood in front of him, slowly running my fingers under the elastic band of my panties. My pointer finger teasingly danced across. Kate would never have the nerve to flaunt herself so brazenly, but then, her own B-cup tits, while they served her well enough, really weren’t worth showing off like this fantastic pair before her. ‘Hi, what can I do for you?’ Kate asked, trying not to act flustered. ‘Hi,’ the blonde replied, and batted her eyelashes a couple of times. ‘I’d like a reserved ticket on a sleeper car to Miami.’ Kate just looked at the woman’s face for a second as if she hadn’t comprehended the request, then, with a. I suggested."We need to keep an open mind. We are not in any hurry here," The Brit said."Well by tomorrow night you will be back in town and back in your bar with Jeremy. All will be right with the world." I suggested."And exactly who will you be with," The Brit asked."Hell Brit, I do better alone. I don't bored as quickly," I said with a smile."I have a feeling boring you is not all that healthy," The Brit Said.When I got off the cruise ship at the Port of Miami there was a crew of reporters.