My tongue darted out in a flicking movement I licked at the pre cum that was dribbling from his cock. His thumb pushed down on my chin and I opened my...mouth. I could tell he had a short but very stubby cock because he pushed his cock to the back of my throat and that’s where it stopped. The room was filled with wet sucking noises as my lips and tongue slurped at his stubby cock. My lips were pursed tightly it. I felt his body stiffen and his short stubby cock throbbed as he held my head and. Which of course he was...Her gift consisted of lingerie that few hookers would wear. Only when told the new things were what she'd be wearing home did Courtney appreciate and put them on.Courtney's homecoming outfit consisted of high platform shoes like strippers wear, fishnet stockings held up by a garter belt, crotch-less lace panties, and an open nipple bra. When she had dressed, Courtney looked as slutty as any New York City or Los Angles hooker. The nipple less bra allowed her nipple loops. His voice was small now, ‘You know why I can’t keep doing this.’ I knew why, mostly because he never let it go. How many times had he told me now, that we could never happen again because of her. Corbin’s wife had been murdered over a decade ago while Corbin was out of town. No one had found her until he came home. He was destroyed, and still in love with her. How many girls can say that they were dumped because of a dead girl? Don’t get me wrong, I used to feel for him. I used to feel guilty. At that second I was in, if he wanted me he could have me. We made out in the corner of the bar for a few minutes before he whispered in my ear that he wanted me badly. I asked him if he had his own cabin (I was sharing one with two of my friends and there was no way I was going to have them walk in on us) He said he did...we walked to the lower deck where the help stayed, he led me to his very small stateroom by the hand. The second the door closed we were all over each other, kissing and.