.. perhaps you should do this." He shifted his gaze and lay down again, looking out at the lions."Er ... yes ... well..." I stammered. Damn and double... damn. This BOY had just washed my pussy with an orange! How was I going to look him in the eye for the rest of the summer? Oh hell, it's just a pussy, I thought. I knew I was lying to myself, but life wasn't over.I rolled over on my front and covered my ass with the jacket of my sweats. Paolo shifted again. Did you put your willie on that hard. ‘How do you feel, Captain?’ she asked him, glancing at his groin. He only glared at her, not answering her question. Gruffly, he asked, ‘How are you faring? Is everything to your satisfaction?’ Surprised by his interest, she replied. ‘More suitable clothing would be appreciated,’ she replied dryly. His gaze flicked over her. A small smile played about his lips. ‘My apologies madam, but we do not have any gowns aboard, so a shirt is all that we can provide.’ ‘Surely you have a pair of trousers. My cock strained against the jeans zipper painfully hard. I expected the teeth to split under such stress. Alicia cried out my name repeatedly, "Bruce! I'm cumming! Ohhh fuck!" Her hips humped the air and the cheeks of her ass landed right in my hands. She sobbed a little with her eyes closed and squirted for me. I moved and drank it all up. "It's so warm and tastes sweet!" I whispered and cleaned her trembling pussy of all the creamy juice. She jerked her ass up and around, away from my tongue. Now what I was supposed to tell my husband, that I jerked off an stranger and sucked another stranger and even swallowed his cum thinking that it was him.I was debating my situation when I heard a knock on the door, and didn't respond, and another knock and this I heard my husband's voice saying let me in, I responded we are not supposed to be in here together, the hell with it. I opened the door and he entered the booth, and I asked him where have you been, I knew I was lying, he said I was.