Connie sat in the lounge, thinking about her situation, discouraged that she had come so close and yet still couldn't get Tom to commit. She knew bett...r than to invade his stateroom that night. That could ruin everything. She had to be prepared to wait once more. But for how much longer could she let this go on. She had her own life to live, and if Tom wasn't going to be a part of it, then she needed to set off in a different direction.Tom lay in his bunk, wide awake, thinking of nothing else. Drying and dressing took a long time with interruptions for kissing and cuddling. Eventually I was almost decent but his clothes were nearly as wet as if he had been swimming in them. We made our way back to the house, separating before anyone could see us. My maid fussed over my hair, insisting on washing it because she considered it unfit for company. That evening Jerome and I pretended that nothing had happened, that we hadn’t seen each other completely naked, nor had we pressed our naked. It was not a screaming, violent orgasm like the first three, but her body did shudder and jerk, and there were long, loud moans of pleasure. Sarah had cum for the fourth time. She lay there on the blanket, moaning little whimpering moans, staring at the ceiling. She was all sweaty. Tears ran from the corners of her eyes. Her hair was wet and matted to her face. Her lips, and chin were covered with saliva and cum. Long, blurred lines of cum ran from her head, down over her breasts and nipples,. I had no idea how long we had been fucking, but it must have been a long time, because when the intensity of the pleasure receded for an instant, I could feel that Karen’s pussy was getting dry. I gave her one last orgasm, and while she was cumming, I blasted her cunt full of my hot cum.We both were almost catatonic from cumming so hard. We lay in each other’s arms, out of breath, and worn out. I didn’t intend to go to sleep, but I did. I woke up when Diane took my hand and helped my groggy.