Deana started fantasizing about what her, and Ruth would be doing on the cruise. They feel asleep in each others arms.The sunlight awoke Jeff as it ca...essed his face. He turned to Deana, and found she was not in bed. He looked around to see where she was only to discover she was not in the room. So he slid out from under the covers, put on a robe, and proceeded to search for her.As he neared the kitchen he heard Deana humming the tune, "Don't Worry Be happy." He thought about ravishing her sexy. “Huh. So, because we had sex, yours is pedophilia, according to Wikipedia.”“No. Pedophilia is the love of prepubescent children. You’re not prepubescent.”“Wait. Here it is. Hebephilia. Pubescent and adolescent children.”“Not that either,” I said with a smile.Sia finally looked at me. “But it says it here; attraction to young post-pubescent children.”“Sia, I’m not attracted to pre or post-pubescent children at all. I’ve never looked at them and desired them. I’m attracted to you. Just. "I'm not ready for Sean to find out. Not just yet. But I want you to fuck me in the bed I sleep in every night with him. Stain my sheets with desire and betrayal." Quickly they went upstairs. As usual, Damian roughly pushed her to the bed before climbing up and positioning himself between her legs, She felt the bulbous head of his cock rubbing and teasing against her swollen lips before easily slipping in."Oh, fuck yes... fuck my married whore cunt," Fiona screamed out as Damian began thrusting. I could feel my heartbeat quicken as I licked and sucked my way down her neck until I began s**ttering quick, light kisses across her sternum.I began cupping her breasts in my hands through her half-unzipped hoodie, and when I looked up at her she was tilting her head back, mouth agape, as her chin pointed toward the ceiling. I rolled my thumbs over her nipples then pinched them with the nails on my thumb and forefingers, and she let out ot the most delightful “mmmmmphhhhh” in response. I.