Sitting in the back row or close too it. Becoming less and less hesitant to take my pants down to show a guy what I was wearing. Stuff like that. The ...lace I went had two theaters, side by side. At the front of the each theater there was a connecting room for smoking for the most part. You could go through a door next to the screen and enter a room that had another door going into the other theater. I had sucked a guy off in there before but I was always nervous because you never knew who would. I claimed we could not take the cruise on the next week and then he told me that I could go alone by myself. I still could enjoy it.I took my hubby to the airport and some hours later I boarded the ship.By the third afternoon on board, I was working out in the gym when I spotted a tall, handsome black man in his forties, who was lifting weights. Like me, he was dressed in tight workout clothes, but as he was sitting on a bench, I looked over in time to see a rather impressive mushroom head was. I've wanted you and all you've done is act shy and scared. I've had to suffer. I have not been able to be with anyone else because all I wanted was you. You've made my pussy itch like it's on fire. Well now it?s your turn."I struggled in my bindings, screaming incoherently through the gag, but to no avail. I watched as she poured some powder onto her gloved finger. She stroked it into my aching pussy. Within seconds I realised what it was."Itching powder, slut. It should only last about fifteen. She flinched and he seemed to sigh and nod. ‘I know. You’re so very confused and afraid right now. I’m…’ He paused and looked at her, his eyes wet. Was he crying? He held his head down for a moment, then looked away. ‘I’m so sorry for what you had to go through. It was the only way they’d let you live. They think I took you to my home on the great tree, and intended to kill you myself, because of our history.’ He seemed to blink then, before looking at her as he stroked her head. ‘They don’t.