Charlotte Taylor: The de-facto leader of the group of friends and the maid of honor. Charlotte arranged for their passage on the cruise through her co...nections to a close family friend, the first mate of the ship. She parties hard, whenever she isn't busy working on her PhD in Political Science. She's always able to make a friend, no matter where she is, though those friends' opinions of her often vary wildly from person to person. White, red-haired and tall with a killer booty and breasts to. ” Fiona had on her oversized tee shirt and I just a pair of boxers.“We don’t need suits, just towels to dry off with when we get out.” With her free hand, she grabbed the towels off the back of the couch where we had left them the day before. She dragged me and the towels to the deck then pulled off her tee shirt. As usual, she wasn’t wearing panties or a bra. She jumped into the water. I stepped out of my boxers and dove in after her.The water was cool, but refreshing. I came up about ten feet. A head of short, beautifully curled head of red hair was bobbing up and down over the pulled back blankets. A soft tongue was running circles around my corona, encouraging me to full stature. Giving into the sensations, I felt electricity build in my twin batteries. As I got closer, she swallowed more and more of my erection into her mouth until she reached my pubic hair, moving in and out in long strokes. Then she sped up and stayed around the corona, her hand stroking the shaft in a circular. I need… I…’ Tiffany, his student assistant, perked her head up. ‘Did you figure it out?’ ‘I.. I think so!’ He ran back to his computer and typed in a few words. The silence in the laboratory accentuated the sound of him clicking on his mouse button a few times. Tiffany cautiously stood up and approached her mentor. Before she could get too close, he yelled out, ‘Yes!’ ‘What?’ He walked back over to the dry erase board and quickly scribbled some information into the blank space, ignoring the.