" The crowd joined in, yelling, "Show us your tits." Several women, including you, started prancing around in front of the bar. You leaned into one o... the men and pulled your T-shirt up and were rewarded with strands of beads. There was a lot of cheering and crowd noise. I lost you in the crowd. I looked out on the deck and the two men were whispering to you, "Show us your tits," while caressing and sucking them. I walked over to the three of you and said, "Why don't we go to our cottage?" As. And this wasn't the first time; infact, it was the third. But each time she had taken him back, and eachtime he was unfaithful again. Now she had reached her limit. When he had entered, she sat in the kitchen, looking pissed off. Hetried his best to calm her - the sweet talk, the rationalizations - andfinally resorted to the turn-and-attack approach, threatening her withcutting her off from his rather sizable pot of inheritance money. Thisgave her pause, but it was a ruse. By submissively. Large tits, small tits. Large nipples, the size of silver dollars and little button size nipples. Black girls, white girls, oriental and hispanic girls, all completely naked and exposed for his pleasure. Some had shaved pussies, others had thick blankets of pussy hair covering their pussy lips, while others were barely covered with thin wisps of downy angel like hair. There were thin girls, fat girls, old women and young teen agers. Kevin's cock started to harden again as he fingered his way. Before I climbed into the fiberglass shower stall, I examined my body in the large vanity mirrors. They were the cruise line's idea of glitz. I could see my body reflected in every possible angle in the mirrors. By cranking up the zoom feature, I was able to see it in great detail as well.I could see everything, from the bad hair on my head, to the poorly stitched up rips and holes in the fake skin. It was a good thing I didn't plan on a gig with project runway. I would be the first one going.