I lifted my hand and pressed a finger to his lips. "Do. You. Want. To. See. Them?" He nodded dumbly. "Then invite me to your cabin." He looked shocked... "Now," I said, gently. "Um, yes, would you like... " "Yes," I interrupted, "lead the way." We left the bar and, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a couple of his friends giving him a thumbs-up. I grinned inwardly. We went deep down into the ship, much lower than my cabin, and his was even more cramped. After only one day aboard, it was already. I was stunned. Wavering to my feet, a made myself tall and started at the door again. But I abruptly stopped.I wanted to pound my body again and again into that fucking door. I wanted more than anything I ever wanted to break through and save her. But two goons decided for me. They held me in their giant hands. It felt like lead restraints on my arms and legs. "Look," said one goon as they faced me towards my club.Busted. Cops everywhere. Paddy wagons hauling off people I knew. Don. Connie.. "Pater's cock," groaned Dalria as he ripped his cock out of my cunt, "and Biaute's divine ass." Hot pain and roaring pleasure shot through my body as he slammed his cunt-lubed cock into my tight ass. I grunted and panted as he slammed into my depths. My bowels clenched on his dick as he buried into my ass. He fucked me hard.Over and over he slammed into me. My ass relaxed, the pain fading, leaving only the pleasure. My clit rubbed on the table's edge when he buried into me. All the sensations. Shutting off the water she basked in the luxurious bubbles. Her eye’s drifting shut as she relaxed and drifted off to sleep. Stepping from the claw footed tub she wrapped herself in a large terry clothe towel and dried herself vigorously before slipping the underwear on and her nightshirt down over her shimmering copper, curl’s. Leisurely she strolled back to her room. Before sliding between the sheets she ventured over to the French doors leading out to a balcony which overlooked the grounds.