His big black dick made me cum harder than I ever have in my life. “Cum on my dick!” he shouted at me, plunging deeper and harder into my pussy. H... buried every inch of his massive black dick inside my pussy rolling me into a second orgasm more intense than the first one. He walked us over and sat down on the pool stairs with me still sitting on his dick just below the water line. “Ride my dick and make me cum, bitch.’ He demanded smacking my ass before squeezing my tits with both hands. I. Then she said ok, you don’t wanna come in, don’t come.And also no need to help me with the grocery items. I said no bhabhi, please don’t do like this. I’m happy to help you. But you are unhappy to get in to my house, right. The condition is clear, i will only accept your help if you come in to my house, or else i won’t accept your help. I dont like it when you just hand me over the items and go home. You are helping me so generously, the least i can do is get you a glass of water or coffee.. Breakfast will be delayed by thirty minutes." Even with the distorted sound of the public address system, I recognised the slightly accented voice of the ship's purser. Tanya and I hugged each other tightly in the darkness and wept; we knew the time for our punishment would soon arrive. We were the reason the passengers were being summoned to the main deck.The announcement hardly finished before we heard our door being opened and four seamen hauled us to the bathroom. "You use toilet, you use. I want it smooth and bare, and no nicks or cuts, so do a good job. I blinked, read it again. I glanced at the clock and then back at the phone. Two hours. I looked down between my legs, imagining haw it would look, how it would feel. What Mitch would say! Oh, my God, what will he think? What will I tell him? The phone chirped again. Do a good job and I'll show you something new. I'll rock your world. I nearly swooned, my imagination blazing with possibilities and promise. I made a mad scramble.