“Most of what I have done to you would have sent another girl running, but you take it all and want more. Do I need to really put you through, true ...nd severe, genuine tortures in order to get a reaction that I want . . . Fear!” “I won’t tell,” she said . . . but if you asked me what I want, it would be your cock, buried deep inside of my ass, and fucking me as hard as you can, then filling me with cum.” “Then you can do with me as you wish,” she concluded. With that, he unzipped the groin. At the airport, there was a bus to take all the cruise passengers to the ship. The porters took care of my luggage and I got on the bus.I arrived at the ship and was shown to my quarters or cabin if you prefer. I was told my luggage would arrive shortly. I had to laugh when I opened my cabin door. It only had one single sized bed. I couldn't believe it. I never thought to ask about the beds when I ordered my tickets. I guess I made the big mistake of assuming I would have at least a full size. “Silly girl, no. Your in college not high school and your over 18 aren’t you? And I told you to call me Graham!”, his hands groped my breasts roughly, lifting and squeezing them.I moaned softly, “Oh Graham, I do want you. I've wanted to have you for a while, but I didn’t know what to do”. He turned me in his arms and pressed me up against the bench, with one hand still groping my tits, his other trailed down my thigh and over my legs. “Mmm well I did notice all the sluty clothes you started. In more than one way.Eventually, though, we were able to let our eyes meet without looking away immediately.“Tell me how you feel?” I finally asked.“I have no idea,” she said.“Understandable,” I said.“How about you?” she asked.“I could tell you, but I don’t think you’d appreciate it,” I said, truthfully.“You enjoyed it,” she said.“Yeah,” I sighed. “Maybe I’m not normal.”“Not being a man, I wouldn’t know about that,” she said. “Something jaded in me suspects, though, that any other man would.