Did she take it for a boy? Or was it her private attempt at emulating one of those influencer whores?All that matter was that this fuckable girl was g...tting daring with me. I replied singing her praises. Feeling daring myself, I send her a photo of me in my Speedo. That one was a good one. Fresh from the hotel pool, looking fit and tan. And a heafty bulge that indicated a thick dick and pair. I joked how we should be swimming buddies.Kate was ecstatic. I could tell she was turned on by the. The usual signs ofpubic hair, under arm hair and slight muscle growth were apparent. ThoughAshley had only really signs of a feeble sprouting of pubic hair and his cockwas really quite noticeably different to the other boys. He would often get teasedand abused by this when in the showers. He was called ?pin dick? or the otherstudents would do hand gestures with there little figure, saying he had a smallcock. Oh no! Hethought he looked at is clock it was inspection time in 1 minute.. The furniture, the floor, the walls and the ceiling were from the same wood, nondescript, dark, sturdy, stained. This was our room. For the whole voyage, except for one occasion, one that I would have preferred to avoid, this was where I stayed, to where I was confined.“Three lessons you will have to learn,” my father told me, after we had come aboard and settled into our cabin — three lessons, three skills I needed to possess, before becoming the wife, if only temporarily, of the most powerful. I looked down as each put a hand on one of my butt cheeks and pulled me to them. “Now relax,” was the second. Smiling they began to lightly kiss and lick at my cock. I thought I had been hard before but now that I knew Stella was soon to be filled with it my prick seemed to grow an extra half inch. “That's my boy,” sighed Liv as she gripped my shaft and very deliberately aimed it at Stella's mouth. Stella then amazed me by sitting herself more upright on the bed (and so raising her head high.