“Faster, Bob. Faster, harder, please. I’m going to cum. This is so damned erotic I could watch this all night.”Looking up, I could see our refle...tion in the window pane. We were lit up in the dark room by the light coming from the computer monitor. There on the glass, I could see me fucking my wife like a wild animal while just past that image, two women were locked in a ‘69’ embrace.Sandra started thrusting her hips back against me and moaning. Pulling her bikini top off, I grabbed her nipples. He moved his mouth down my neck to my chest where he moved part of my dress out of the way and started sucking on my right nipple. He was sucking very aggressively, it hurts, as if he thought I was a real woman and could give him some milk. Meanwhile his left hand had lifted up my right leg, and I could feel his huge, hard dick poke against my crotch, he was pinning me against the wall with his body and cock, pushing his cock into me as if he thought I had a pussy in the front for him to. I didn’t care. We marched forward, trying to reach the other side of the ship. Inside each box had felt so small, but walking past 14 of them and I was wishing they were a little more compact.“Hey, Xiomara,” I called her attention. Renée was loathe to give up her place at my side. Pat moved after I kissed her head. I spit away a flake. I would kill for a shower. Xiomara was a warm little space heater against me. Pat kept a hand on my back, Andrea added hers.“You guys seem terrified you’ll be. "Cheryl put her elbows on her knees and rested her chin atop her fists. "Pardon my French. I can't believe I missed Tyrone Hayes! Of all the times for me to get sick! That makes this my worst Fourth of July ever." I forgot he was from here," I said. "It never occurred to me that he might perform." Didn't to none of us, either. As far as we knew, he was in New York. He snuck back into town and was one of the encores for The Wizards of Wynter. They're part of his backup band when he's here, them.