Her hair was messily spread out over her pillow, with a portion covering the right side of her face. She looked so peaceful and innocent as she laid ...there with her eyes closed and her right arm outside the blanket. Her face showed the remains of a smile which made her seem even more beautiful. As Harry stood there watching her, there was a knock on the door. “Hermoine, Harry, wake up!” screamed Christina through the door. Harry instantly sat on the ground pretending to have just woken while. I didn't bother with a bra or shoes. I slipped out of the door and into the bright, wonderful sunshine. I'd never felt this good. Ever. I wondered if this was what sex did for a person.It was after seven, but nobody was about. I realized I'd never been awake this early on the boat. Did everyone sleep in here? Finally I found Michelle in the galley."Good morning, Michelle. Is everyone else still asleep? It's such a beautiful day!" Good to see you in a good mood, Saralinda. Actually, though, I. Lifting his head and keeping her nipples between his thumb and index finger, he gazed into her eyes. They were the color of the sea and they shimmered with ecstasy. He flicked his thumb up and down on her nipple. She murmured a small moan. Reaching down between her legs, he slid his finger inside her and felt her pussy muscles clench around his finger. She was wet and hot to the touch. He knew without being told she wanted his cock inside her. His cock was fully erect and throbbing. It looked. It was a guy thing, I guessed. They couldn't fake a cum shot like we girls could fake an orgasm. I'd faked about twenty today, and I was damned tired. 'All right, I guess,' was my reply. Chris wanted to get into my pants when the cameras weren't rolling, but I wasn't too sure about him. He was just a little too convincing in the gay sex scenes.. At least my day was over. Poor Sally was going to spend another hour with the makeup people removing that prosthetic penis they'd talked her into.