She concentrated as fiercely as she could on Tim, on her love for him; but it did no good. Paul's expert hands were like firebrands; each touch seemed...to sear at her flesh, seemed to carve their way inside her body to the deepest, most hidden place--there was no denying the excitement that this man created in her, no escape from the prison of her own aching desire. Oh Tim, she thought. If only it could have been different. If only you could have been the first to touch me instead of just an. Mary smiles at me while I am crying and she puts one of her hands oneach of my knees. "No Mary please don't do that," I cry softly."Are you going to be a good little girl daddy?" I feel her startspreading my knees apart.My head looks up if she moves my legs anymore I am going to pee all overmyself. "Yes Mary I will be good I promise." You are going to be a good what daddy?" I still feel pressure on herhands as she slowly moves my legs apart.I feel like I am going to explode and wet myself any. Part of me panicked but another part told me that, at least, it would get me some release. Death. Yes... though I did not want it... it might be best to accept it. Then I was suddenly in the air again. Spurting water; sucking in air. Totally relieved at my release. After being in the freezing water, my head seemed amazingly clear. Colours were vivid. I saw the dark side of the ship. The pain in my welts had intensified. I realised I was in some kind of harness. Looking up, I saw I dangled on a. Dot and Ted, John and Goody in one bed! John fucked Dot properly with Goody and Ted rubbing up against them doing the same. After John's wife arrived overseas, it didn't take Angie long to join the fun. Goody continued, "Angie loved to fuck and I know she loved to 69 with me. Later she'd turn all judgmental about it and swore not to do it again......but, every time she came back. Oh! Oh! Oh! Dot! That's good! If she heard we were going to have a party, she would have a few glasses of her.