Wow."Denise giggled, "It's all real too. No dye job here."Her giggling brought Jack back to the present and wetting his tongue he gave her a long lick...."Nice to know that the carpet matches the curtains," he teased.Slipping his hands once more to her ass, Jack lifted Denise's hips a bit allowing him full access to her wet folds. Denise, realizing what he was trying to do, handed him a pillow, which Jack promptly slid under her ass. Pushing back on the underside of her thighs, Jack attacked. Apparently, the line uses many suites in their hotel for VIPs and their own executives when in port. The room had a king bed and a queen size pullout sofa and Katrina made a point of sitting on the bed immediately upon entering to silently stake her territory. Audrey gave her a funny look and then sat upon the sofa. Avoiding the obvious, Jeff said, “Katrina, you and I are in beach clothes, what do you say we visit the resort’s gift shops for a set of clothing to get us through a day or two. Then she started to move her hands in circles over his nipples. Oh, she made him feel so good. He didn't quite understand how this was going to help because his cock was getting bigger and longer. She was doing just the opposite of what she wanted to do. He was enjoying his nipples being teased so much that he didn't realize what she was going to do till he felt a little pull. He looked at her hands to see she was using her thumb and finger to pinch and pull his nipples. When she gently. “Answer me!” She spat. “Yes, Ma’am.” I managed, my voice trembling as I felt Officer Laura’s baton brushing against my soaking wet panties again, this time rubbing against me, turning my insides to jelly. I felt Officer Ally’s chuckle as warm air against my exposed throat, her fist clenched tightly in my hair. “Hands behind your back.” I obeyed. What choice did I have, after all. Pressed up against my own front door, my legs spread wide, I placed my hands behind my back. “Look at what we have.