She said that she didn’t care so I let her. I felt her warm hand go under my short and my underwear. She made her way to my clit. She started to rub... my clit at a slow pace. After a while I started to get really horny and really wet. I told her to finger me and she said to ask nicely so I told her to finger me please. She went lower to the entrances of my pussy. I felt her finger go in and it made me take a deep breath. I could feel her finger inside my tight wet pussy now. As she moved her. I let it go; it's what I was thinking too.We get lost trying to find our room and have to find the information desk. None of us could stop laughing long enough to ask the question but somehow the porter gets the gist of it. As he escorts us to the right place - we were even on the wrong end of the ship - I try to explain."Ok, we've had uh bit..." ... I thought you might have..." ... but thing is, we own uh damn boat. Been working since we rail tall..." I was the youngest girl to ever work the. After a few more drinks I got up to go pee again and when I came back to the table I noticed Dan had his hand under my wife’s dress, obviously massaging her pussy. As soon as I got to the table, she got up to go to the restroom. I said, "Okay, Dan, I’m going to suggest I go down the street to a liquor store and buy something for us all to have a nightcap in our room. You and Laura (my wife) give me about 5 minutes and just meet me in the room."I told him I was really going to go and hide in the. The ice trails down her stomach, leaving a pool of water in her belly button and then drifts lower, into her warm cleft and against that sensitive flesh. She squirms to try and close her legs, but is strapped tight, her body unable to shift that much. She moans loudly, but you ignore her and taking the ice cube, almost melted, you insert it into her hot channel and leave it. Your mouth now trails over her, licking up the spattered droplets and warming her flesh. The ice cube inside her is cold,.