” Then a second later, the Pilot spoke again, “Sir, if I’m not mistaken, the missile has changed course again and will go well in front of us un...ess it changes course yet again.”“Okay, maintain our present heading for now. We’ll let them waste missiles if they want to.”“Maintaining course for now, Sir.”The missile, which appeared to be a small one, swung wide and exploded well in front of them.The Prime thought for a moment, but before he could say anything, Ship managed to match frequencies,. However, the organizers cleared that with the cruise line in advanceand we paid a premium for the privilege. The BDSM theme made everyonecomfortable and we all did things we would not normally do outside of ourhomes. The ship scrupulously avoided entering the waters of anycountry that objected in any way to what we were doing. At least, that wasthe plan. The morning wasbeautiful, a typical day in the Med. It was in the 70's with a breeze blowinggently across the deck. As I laid face down on the. Perverted some might think, but to me it was only natural.When fucking my wife, I often pretended it was Clarice I was fucking. Sometimes I got carried away and gave Molly a super fuck, which she truly loved. She had no idea that it was Clarice that was driving my lust. However, Molly was the beneficiary.I had knocked up Molly while we were in high school and back then, boys did what was right and honorable by marrying the girl. No one could say I was not right and honorable.When word got. The cuffs at my wrists were linked behind my back and secured. A spreader (God alone knows where that came from) was affixed to the ankle cuffs. Sam whispered in my ear, ‘No matter what happens, concentrate on her and do not, under any circumstances, stop.’ I got to work, using my tongue to pleasure Judith and loving the sounds which were drawn from her by my dexterity. I had no idea what else was happening and my mind was full of imaginings of them touching and kissing. Judith’s hands were.