..But then the hand got lower and lower and I started to feel something between my thighs. I was in two minds...do I try to make a move away and try t... catch the pervy bastard or do I stay put. In the end I decided to stay put, after all it was starting to feel quite nice and a warm glow was spreading up from my pussy.Then the hand started to get more adventurous. OH.MY GOD, I could feel fingers actually rubbing my pussy through my jeans!I'm almost ashamed to say that I was enjoying this. My. The first thing that struck you as you crossed over the ships brow (gangplank to you civilians) was the tropical smell. Inside the ship you breathe air that's been closed up for days. It's clean, but flavorless (unless the cooks are making something smelly, like fish!).Outside the ship in Recife, you noticed the air immediately. It was different! You seemed to be able to smell fruits you had never tasted with rotting jungle vegetation, the ocean, seafood and a host of smaller city-smells mixed. ...................", she saw where her mothers arm had disappeared, "Mommy, stop annoying Paul, he'll still be here tomorrow............" I cracked up, so did Anna. "Okay Miss Smartass, bed and I mean your bed......... and no sl**pwalking..........". With a final wink and squeeze Anna's hand departed and they walked hand in hand to their tent. I, on the other hand, walked toward the bushes beside my car. I had some unfinished business to take care off..................... The next morning. She asked him in an aggressive manner why he wasn't at least licking what he had in front of him. John just smiled before he stood up and took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. This actually disappointed her slightly as the bed reminded her of home and her predictable husband. Just as she thought she might back out afterall John picked her up and semi violently threw her onto the bed. He immediately jumped on top of her which surprised her bearing in mind that he was still fully.