As we continue to kiss I can feel him pulling on the hem of my shirt, and in one motion my shirt is over my head and on the floor. Looking him in the ...face I pull on his shirt and he helps me pull it over his head. As the shirt is lifted I rub my hands on his chest and kiss his pecs. I can smell the aftershave he used and the distinct smell of his body wash. While he rubs my back he skillfully is able to unlatch my bra, and I can feel him guiding it off my shoulders. When my bra falls to the. After a couple lousy hands, my bud had to get totally naked. Once he got naked and I saw his beautiful cock and bush, I got hard as a rock. BOTH of them thought that was funny as hell but I was totally embarrassed.As the next hand was dealt, I could see that his girl was looking at my hard cock. Being an ass, I looked at her and said; ”Want to touch it?” To my surprise she said yes! My bud was not pleased, he spoke up and said; “You are not touching any cock but mine” and with that he stood. I remembered father had told me at supper to prepare for a fierce storm. He had recommended I eat lightly, as the sea would be rough. In defiance I had eaten more than my fill, and now I regretted my rebelliousness. My stomach heaved and suddenly I hastened from the bed and managed to position myself on my hands and knees over my washbasin. I left the remains of my dinner there and retreated. The smell was horrible and the ship had not ceased its violent rocking. In a fury I left my cabin to. You can see your family if you like. Then after Christmas we will beheading West. By the time we get to Texas you will have been with me fora year."Was it really that long? I did not seem that long ago, but then again itseemed that she had been wearing dresses her whole life."I'm not sure that I could see my ex-wife and my kids," she said. "Ofcourse, I send emails and I post on social sites, but I can hardly eventelephone these days. I sound different to them. I don't seem to beable to.