Tightly packed.The reason the big catamaran didn’t sink? The hulls were packed with beheaded bodies. The hulls being upside down didn’t let the de...omposing gasses escape. The bodies were jammed in so tightly that the smashed seacocks were blocked. No heads ... no hands ... and the bloat made identification very difficult. Men, women and children ... not pretty. Everyone had been raped, and mutilated before shortening.The first men aboard didn’t stay ... they did leave their breakfast behind. He laughed softly to himself. I'm just going to fuck this pretty little blonde like she's never had it before! It couldn't be long now before the action really got going, and his cum-laden balls were aching for it!Without warning, Sam slid his hands caressingly down her supple back and over her sensuously curved asscheeks, and he was happy to hear her gasp and stiffen a little, then relax as his hands remained still for a second to allow her to get used to their presence there. A few minutes. I happened to glance up and she was looking at me smiling. I smiled back and nervously looked back down at my magazine. I could see she was switching her legs so I glanced at her legs again as she crossed them over. Now her heel dangling from her toe. I was very aroused and when I looked up again, she was looking right at me, smiling. She winked at me and I could feel myself blush. She started making small talk with me asking why I was there. We exchanged pleasantries and had casual. I had seen a couple of guys probably in their mid 40's eying Holly up over the course of the evening. After what had happened in Majorca I must admit I was starting to get a bit of a semi at the thought of us perhaps inviting them back to our hotel for some fun. While I was in the restroom they had made their move. I arrived back to see them talking to my Mrs, smiles were exchanged and it was clear there was chemistry. I asked her what they had said. She just said they asked if we were together.