From there she gently began bobbing her head up and down, letting her lips rub over the sensitive ridge of my glans. Continuing with her theme, she gr...dually took more and more of my length into her velvet mouth. I couldn't help myself, I raised a hand and placed it gently on the back of her hand. She stopped.Startled, I looked back down at her, afraid I did something I shouldn't have. Instead I found her eyes smiling at me, as if I had done exactly what she wanted. Seemingly invigorated by my. Yes, that’s it. Open those fat, puffy lips for me. It’s so wet it glistens. You’re so close to cumming, aren’t you? Horny slut, you want my man meat in your cunt right now, don’t you slut? You want me to fuck you, like the whore you really are, don’t you?” “Right about now, you wouldn’t care whose cock was in your cunt, you just want one, buried deep inside, sliding between your swollen, aching lips. Pounding deep into you, bringing you so close to cumming that you would be begging for release.. In the evening, we went to a pub. We drank a little and danced. While returning, I asked her why she gave that party, and she replied that it was her birthday. I was so sad that I didn’t know about that and didn’t wish her.I bought a cake from a bakery, and we went back home. We freshened up. She wore a black skirt and a jacket on the top which was her usual dress for photo purposes. She was looking so beautiful, and every part of her body was amazing.Sumi cut the cake and fed me, and I fed her. ”Then he said, all-business, “Let’s go into the Mess and we can talk.” There was a passageway behind the Bridge. It led to a larger room. This was clearly where the people who ran the ship ate.The Captain said, “We didn’t discover you until we were underway and there’s no turning around in the shipping business. Who are you and why did you stow-away?”I said, trying to convey the bewilderment that overwhelmed me, “I was hoping you’d tell me. I have no idea who I am, or why I’m here, or anything.