The message was unmistakable and we didn’t linger topside after the food was finished.The cozy cabin got even more so as she suggested we match her ...ack of clothes and asked for my help cleaning up the galley. In front of her husband my “mast” got bigger but not fully hard even though she deliberately brushed against it as often as she could manage when I was drying the dishes.After last weekend I knew she was anything but shy around naked men so I wasn’t surprised when she sat next to me and,. I secretly wished he would hurry up but I liked it that he was taking his time. It made me want him even more knowing that he hadn’t brought me there just for a quickie. He laid down beside me and kissed my neck and my ears and found all of my spots, and took his time on each one of them, making me moan each time. He took off his shirt and my eyes almost popped out of my head. He had the most rock hard body I had every seen and I suddenly felt way out of my league. I wasn’t fit or thin, and. She didn’t seem to really notice. She got out of bed and went to clean up in the bathroom. She never said a word.After that I looked forward to each month when I could give her my “secret” cream pie. Some months I would try to shoot deep into her, imaging the risk I was taking be covering her womb with a week’s worth of cum. Other times I would try to pull almost out and fill her hoping to get a sloppy wet pussy as a visual. No matter what she didn’t seem to notice.This went of for months. I eagerly took them in my mouth, licking them clean. He stood up, and I almost wept from the loss of contact, but as soon as I saw his hands go for the button and zipper on his pants, my anticipation just rose.He pulled his pants off, and I saw his arousal hard and bulging in his underwear.He walked over to the head of the bed, and I reached over, pulling his underwear off his hips, his cock bouncing to life in my face. I smirked and looked up at him, taking him in my hand, pumping it slowly up.