Please let me clean your cock" then Sean shoved his cock into my throat and started thrusting mercilessly and heaving hard.After a awhile of my throat... being torn apart he pulled out and said "look at all this drool you got on my cock" and then he cock slapped my face again , though this time there was a string of slobber from my face to his cock. Sean then fucked my throat again till i felt him pull my head in real close to blow a load down my throat, i tried to swallow it all but some came. It was Ann who came up with the brilliant plan where we couldn’t loose. Ann had never gone on a cruise ship before. I had taken several, and I’m sure my descriptions of the fun times I had experienced influenced her thinking. One particular cruise line that I won’t name, had always stood out to me as the one that typically had a younger, and defiantly wilder crowd. They even called themselves “The fun Ships.” We booked a week long cruise to Mexico with the mind set that we would go have a. The thought of “just-looking” disappeared from my mind as I was being fingered, sucking a cock, and stroking a third. Suddenly I felt at home again.As my pussy began to drip from the voracious finger fucking, the man yanked my shorts and panties down and rubbed his semi-stiff cock against it. I stood there as the man in front of me started thrusting deeper into my throat. Moaning and holding onto his thigh for balance, I felt the cock that I was stroking move away. The third man must not have. I turned back to look up at Steve as he began his gentle but insistent thrusting. His staying power was amazing, particularly compared to my husband. “Look at me,” he insisted. “Watch me fuck you, Maire. Yes, I’m fucking your little red bush pussy with my big cock. Do you like that?”“Yes!” I answered more in a whisper. I could endure this until he climaxed, I was sure. His rhythm was just so nice. Regular. Firm but not rough. Insistent, that was the word. I just laid back, opened my legs for.