“Here we are, Deck 12,” their valet says as the door to the elevator opens. There are led a short distance down. “And here is your room. Enjoy y...ur stay.”Luke opens the door to the massive suite and they walk in. It is a nice penthouse on the highest deck that they could get on the ship. It has a large living room, two bedrooms with three bathrooms. There is also a private balcony, which almost reminds them of the one back at Candace’s apartment. It is large and much bigger than the two of them. "If you would like to lift your shirt and I'll take a look" Er doctor" I reply "it's a bit lower down than that" How low is it?" You ask"It's just above my , er , penis" I reply"OK if you would like to take off your trousers and pants and I'll take a look"I shyly oblige and you ask me to lie on the bed so you can examine the mole more closely. Using your fingers you gently examine the mole, the warmth of your fingers and the gentle pressure they exert cause my already semi erect dick to grow. Her nipples hardened under his gentle tongue. He reached down and grabbed her hand to lead her to the waiting bed. Her pussy was dripping in anticipation of his next touch. He gently laid her down on the bed and slowly pulled off her soaked pink thong, kissing his way back up her body. He gently kissed her inner thighs and inhaled the amazing aroma of her perfectly groomed honey pot. He began taking long slow licks of her pussy, it was sweeter than any dessert he had ever tasted. He continued. They had tricked me, all they wanted was sex. Well, I'd get my own back, once they let me go I'd kick the shit out of them.The door clicked and opened with a creak. Martin walked in this time, his pale old body in nothing but a leather thong, barely containing his cock. He carried a riding crop, tapping his hand lightly with it. The bastard strutted over to me first, looked me up and down, then slapped my cock with the riding crop, "Don't look at me like that, you pathetic little shit." He.