Pennington Smythe was a dog. He’d chase a woman a thousand miles to bed her, then run two thousand to get away from her.Without Pen at the table, I ...was the man that night. I won forty dollars by the time the game broke up at midnight. I started playing conservatively as I observed the other players at the table. When I thought I had their games figured out, I stopped folding as much and pushed the game. I made sure I won enough hands to stay ahead, while losing enough to keep the other players. How you feelin' Beth?" Tired. I'm fine." She dries off and wraps on a sarong that makes her look only half-naked. I can't figure why half the boat ain't hit on her yet.Maybe because they think I'm her husband.That thought drops my mood down the sewer. We go for sushi for lunch then I tell the two of them to go play and grab a lounge chair by the main pool so I could sulk on my own. I get maybe an hour to brood before 'Julie our cruise director' starts a pool party game and harasses everyone. I wanted a “Fuck me, daddy!” Or something similarly pathological. What I got was a “Hi puppy!”We were barked back at. Our neighbour’s massive Newfoundland sat staring at us. He barked again.“Really?” I moaned, lost momentum pulled me back from the edge. That frustration I had been driven by was saddled with incredulity. I folded over her back, hurrying and not quite confident, I was getting anywhere. Another bark.“Oh for fuck’s sake, Athena!” I actually felt better as our cute neighbor stepped. I started back licking her feet and toes working my way up one leg than down the other leg. Vanessa was trembling and straining at the restraints but not saying the safe words. I decided that now was the time for me to really attack that pussy and suck it till she used the safe words. I laid between her legs and place my hands on each of her thighs right up near her crotch, using my thumbs I parted her cunt lips and begin to lick and suck on her clit. Vanessa immediately flooded my face with.