.. distant now and then toward the end of our affair, especially when I abruptly stopped it. I’m sorry. I just ... felt guilty, cheating on my boyfr...end, very conflicted, very torn between my love for him, Roderick, the father of my children, and my ... growing passion for you. It wasn’t that I lacked feeling for you. Quite the opposite. It was that my feelings for you were so fucking strong that they scared me, hell, they terrified me! It was supposed to just be a fling, a cheating tryst with. Doris was not to know that they were all granted regular shore leave and able to enjoy the services of a collection of whores all of whom were well paid and sworn to secrecy. Even so, the sight of these three (now four) nubile and eternally naked young women about the ship every day was beginning to arouse dangerous (for them) passions.Angela tentatively rubbed her long and bruised legs. She only touched them tenderly but she still gasped in agony. She looked down at her battered ribs and. I know you have wanted it to so bad for so long!" he told me as I throw my pussy to him, cumming so hard!He ran an ad on the internet to find a man who would fulfill my fantasies. I did not get involved but he had several men send him pictures of their cocks. He showed them to me one night as we fucked, asking me which one I liked the best. I looked at their black cocks and picked three who had nice sized cocks. I also masturbated that night after he went to sleep thinking about one of those. With a final yank, her glans was pressed against his closed lips. Milky white pre-cum oozed from the tip, smearing across his mouth. The lusty Futazon grabbed both sides of his head in a fierce grip.“Suck! NOW!”“Hayko! Wait, I--OORRGGGLLMMPPPHHHH!” The last words Luis would say for some time were cut off with a wet slurp.Hayko pulled his open mouth over her cockhead and speared him on her club of flesh. The thick, musty phallus plunged down his tongue and rammed the back of his throat, plowing.