I was a senior engineer, Kelly was a dancer, the funny thing about it was that for the first few years that we were together, we were very happy. She'... never said a fucking thing about being bored or depressed, until she met Brandon.I went into one of my labs on B deck. I logged onto a terminal as if I was checking my messages. I looked around to see if anyone was observing me, and I needn't have worried, since B deck was off limits to 95% of the passengers and crew.Then I checked the recorded. You plant kisses all over my neck and I lean back, exposing my breasts to you and allowing me to stroke your thick erection that is now throbbing against my ass. Lightly biting, sucking and licking my nipples make me moan and grind against you, alighting a fire within you. Growling with desire, you slip out from beneath me and stand to get out of the bath. In one fluid motion you reach down to scoop me up and wrap me around you, walking towards the sink and lowering slowly to perch my ass on. Jake continued to manipulate Amy’s tits with his hands. Amy pushed back against Jake, trying to free herself from his grip. She felt a sudden push against her head as Jake pushed it hard against the wall. “What are you doing slut? You trying to get away from me? Don’t bother, I’m gonna have my way with you no matter what you want.” He was growling at her. He was so hot for her. Her body, pushed up against his, was so fucking sexy. His cock was harder than it had been in years. He wanted to do. I heard one of them say, "You've got a cracking little arse there!" She giggled and said thanks. Then the other one leaned and whispered something in her ear. She looked over at me, then she went bright red as he said, "How about it?"She came over to me and told me to wait at the bar for her, she just had a business matter to see to. I was drunk and happy, so I just nodded without asking any more, and anyway, what could I do, cause a fuss with those big club guys? No, I don't think so.I was.