He would have been called good-looking if he ever thought of it and he never did. With reddish-blonde hair and a complexion that tanned well after a s...light burn the first time, he’d made out well with a few of the girls back in his home town, but it hadn’t been what he’d really wanted in retrospect. He’d wanted only one. It had just been what they’d wanted, until they knew a little about him, since he carried the family curse of being attached to something rather unpopular in the current day. I knew the layout well. Josie and I had had a few sneaky assignations there when the suite was otherwise unoccupied on a cruise, spending many an hour shagging each other on the huge four-poster bed surrounded by opulence we would never have been able to afford normally. Now it was as though all those marvellous memories were about to be destroyed because our wonderful secret love-nest had turned into an evil bitch's fucking lair...I had deliberated all the time I was clearing up in the bar. I went in behind him. I sat at the farthermost barstool from Don. Don was well known at the place. I’m not sure how well liked he was but a couple of the bar flies spoke to him. As nature would have it Don had to go to them men’s room shortly after he started to drink. I waited a reasonable time then went in after him. He was holding his prick and urinating when I entered. ‘You gonna have to wait Bud.’ I stepped quickly up behind him. Wrapped my arm around his neck before he could even finish. She moved to my other breast and clamped her teeth as hard as she could on that nipple. Her hand ran up under my skirt and pushed my panties to one side. I reached down between us, undoing her belt and freeing her strapon. With a guttural sound uttered through her clenched teeth she dropped me right onto the head of the dildo. I never settle for just a part of something. I wrapped my legs around her and settled my hands on her shoulders. With a deep grunt I forced my body down and her cock went.