I thank y’all again for liking my previous stories so much. For those who don’t know me, ‘m Sam/Sameer. A Final year Engineering student and a P...rt time Manwhore from Hyderabad. I don’t know how good or bad I look. If you’re really interested in looking at me you can find me on the streets of Hyderabad in hoodies and hats. And you can contact me on or Now beginning with the story..Finally my semester exams were over and I was going to my native city Mumbai for a month vacation with family at my. “I want you to know that, whatever we did last night, and I don’t even know the details, I’m very much in love with you. There’s no doubt in my mind anymore, if there ever was. I must confess that I’m curious as to what exactly went down, but we’ll find out soon enough. My bum hurts, so obviously there was some buggery involved. I just don’t know who pounded my arse! Then again, my cunny’s rather sore as well, and you know what that means! Where are we, anyway?” Megan told me as she kissed me. "Come," she commanded. The soft rug felt warm. She marched out of the bathroom, and I rushed to follow her. She led me down the stairs again to the ground floor and into the kitchen. The room felt strange after being upstairs so long. Cold air seemed to breeze over my wet body, and I was very self-conscious about my clear and throbbing erection, this first time I'd really been naked and alone with her. She looked through cupboards, handed me a wad of old newspaper. Then out of the kitchen, back. She accepted a cup of boiled pork broth and a chunk of hard bread, and retreated to a secluded spot of the deck. Marie, who did look like one who had enjoyed herself, and tremendously, kept an overly solicitous watch on her mistress. The routine of the ship claimed the attention of the crew. As Lady Beatrice had only recently left home, the island where her family kept their mansion and plantations was nearby. Jacqueline had given the order to set a course for it, that they might have what.