We walked back to the car for our luggage. The girls followed me to one of the nicest rooms on the ship. The room was almost on the top deck and it ha... its own balcony. Cathy was in awe when we entered the suite. We also found ourselves seated at the captain's table for dinner one night.Our luggage had not arrived yet at the room so we strolled around the deck and learned the layout of the ship. Cindy ate crow and thanked me for putting up with her crap. She was worried about what her dad would. I feel a stronger rush of pleasure and pain as my nubs are pinched against the flesh of my own areolae. Continuing to shake my breasts, I move a finger to the tip of each nipple and flick them. Each flick sends a shudder through me. I stop shaking my breasts only long enough to tug on them a few times. I pull them far from my body while roughly flicking my sensitive nipples faster and harder. My body shakes uncontrollably at the sensation.I release my tortured breasts, and they spring back up.. ..no even triple take on it.She doesn't seem to notice me at first. I pretend to play on my phone as she continues to play on her twat. I wait about 5 minutes, or I think I did, before I had noticed she has stopped showing off to other people, and tamed it down a little. I knew she had noticed me then, she sort of had her face pointing my way and I had only been glancing as I was trying to be a little discreet, at least to the passers by.I notice she had a guitar with her...an acoustic guitar.. And this has built up over the years to the point I was desperate to tell her.It was my first attempt doing anything out of the ordinary, as far as sex goes, with my wife.It's been a jouney of some sorts. This whole thing started the very first time I rented a compilation porn for us back in the late 80s and we watched an interracial scene in a very awkward silence as this massive black guy fucked this white woman. I was caught off guard by all of this because this was a first for both of us.