Half her cunt hair was exposed. Debbie danced in front of the mirror. Her tits jiggled seductively. Her skirt rose up to her g-string, exposing her...thighs to the point where they curved inward toward her pussy, making a fucking gap with her thigh-high stockings squeezing the tops of her thighs. We watched in the mirror while we slow danced, me holding her hand in mine, pressing my fingers into the side of her braless tit. She asked how her tit felt. I said, "Naked." I easily worked her. I I’m not the type to go on a cruise, but there I was. I’m really more of a ‘see the old fort or castle, stay in the bed and breakfast, drive around the wilderness to see wild animals, go whale watching’ type guy. It was my thoughtful friends that had set me up for an ocean cruise. They arranged the whole thing and then sprung it on me. The girlfriend I’d been with for the last year and a half had suddenly decided that I wasn’t Mr. Right so we split up. I suppose I should have been choked up. She again uttered this small noises of pain, but otherwise seemed to enjoy her treatment - at least kind of. At least, her pussy was literally dropping with pussy liquor, I could clearly see this as she made no effort to push together her legs. I lifted for #3, and another cane welt appeared at her already sore butt. I delivered the rest of the promised 15 strokes, leaving clearly visible marks at her now dark red butt which was smashed with shit, too, and the room was by now completely filled. Other men could fuck, but only I could make love to her.In my dreams she probably fucked a hundred men, but in real life, I was the only man since we were married. At least that's what she told me and I have no reason to doubt her. I know if I ever found out she was with another man it would damn near kill me. I know I would kill the son-of-a-bitch. It's so weird with this dual thinking personality. Nice guy on the outside, pervert on the inside.I mentioned that Linda and I haven't had sex in.