Last night, I swear I thought my time had come. She was online with someone, typing one-handed, as usual. She had me pressed between her legs. I was s...liding along her length, from her clit, down through her folds, her juices smeared all over me. I was vibrating away, trembling her lips as I slid over her entrance, but this time on I went. My head went sliding over and back across her perineum. The tiny stretch of flesh separating her two holes was buzzed and stimulated as her breathing became. I want to hear it from HER". Now I'm at the point where truth-telling goes hand in hand with the blood-alcohol content level. But I cut off my alcohol supply, because I know when to say when. "No Tiffany, I don't hate you" and I promptly dismissed myself and crashed back on the couch. At this point the party is dying down and I can hear subtle noises in the background as people begin to head for the exits. When the last person leaves, and its assumed I'm a goner...I hear...snark comments like. The effect of the Captain watching the crew was measurable, with a lot more activity being done and everyone appearing to be much busier. The Sun was out, but kept being hidden by clouds overhead that cast dark shadows over the ship, but it was cool enough to do physical exercise in without feeling too hot.The first drops of rain hit the deck during our lunch period, and by the time Tara and I re-emerged from inside, the main deck was completely soaked and the girls were frantically trying to. " Don't worry," I consoled him before I smooched his neck. "In twenty-six years, you'll still be having sex with me in our bed. You're not going to lose me."He nodded and encased his arms around me. I closed my eyes, but didn't hear the floor creaking or bed moving. So, we knew they were just watching us, but still possibly kissing or doing something else on the other bed."There is nothing better than watching somewhat young, but married love, Ron." Agreed."We just used one another's bodies to.