Some of those girls could be catty and jealous, especially a brand new bedroom negra who expected her owner to fawn over her like an old nigger boyfri...nd. They were always a little unsure of themselves, as I'd been at first, but they'd learn and the rest of us ignored them.We girls got along fine for the most part, as we understood that none of us had any real choice in how we dressed or even acted. I knew what my Master expected of me, what he liked, and so I behaved a certain way for him. I. The guest rooms were extensive. There were a lot more guest rooms with private bathrooms, or heads, than you would think there could be. It did appear that the size of the boat did allow a lot of space to work with.Up in the main deck lounge was another staircase or ladder that went to the roof of the lounge, where there was another hot tub, and a large sunning area for people to lay out. Just strolling around the deck was a treat, as there were so many lockers and items of interest. The. I slid his cock in and out of my mouth, feeling the smoothness of his dick as it went deeper and deeper in my mouth. I didn’t push it so deep that I gagged, but I felt a couple of times the tip hitting the spot in the back of my throat that I might. I sucked him for a few minutes and then pulled my mouth off his cock and started to sit up. Before I was completely upright and situated, Jason leaned over and started sucking my cock. As his mouth worked up and down my shaft, I think he was moaning. It’s been a while since I was on a ball.”“A year,” Richard stated. “What a year it was!”“It was, wasn’t it,” Ellen consented. “Let us not speak about it today, Richard. We don’t want to be the spectre at the feast. Look, we’re already there.”A footman opened the coach door, and Richard alighted and helped Ellen climb down. Offering her his arm, he led her up the stairs and into the foyer. He could not help but feel apprehension. The last time he’d been here had almost been fateful.He helped.