"Now then," she said, guiding my lips to her nipple, "why don't you start with this?"I finally got what guys love about big tits. I could suck all tha... my mouth could hold, no limit, bite her nipple while I brushed my cheeks against the swell of her breast, bury my face in their perfect softness."If I had a cock I'd want to fuck these," I told her, lovingly squeezing her pair together and planting kisses on both."If you had a cock I'd already be tit-fucking you,” she assured me. She wrapped her. I, having just sent the crowd to the casino or bars, or some to their beds, was dressed in my usual Cruise Director duds. We went to our pied a terre in the passenger section of the ship. Hanspeter was waiting for us, dressed in the formal Captain's uniform that he wore on the bridge. He had the bar all laid out for us, though he restricted himself to soft drinks unless we were at home ashore. He could always hold his liquor but I was proud that he never tried to do so while he was in charge of. When her tongue retracted, mine followed and entered her mouth where I did some exploring of my own.Without breaking our kiss Martreen took my hand from around her slim waist and slipped it under her furs pressing it onto her bare right breast. I squeezed her breast flesh then pinched its nipple to hardness with my thumb and forefinger. Martreen moaned around my mouth and her hips pushed forward pressing tightly against my crotch."Well, I think that's just about enough of a good morning. His tongue now lapping at my aroused clit and his fingers once again pumping inside my sloppy wet pussy. My moans now louder than before I wouldn’t be surprised if the neighbors heard me, ‘Please, baby… Don’t stop!’ I moan. He removes his mouth, licking his lips and says, ‘Baby, I wouldn’t stop even if you begged me.’ before I could reply with a witty comeback, he dove back between my legs and latched his lips around my clit and sucked hard as his fingers started fucking me harder. My nails.