As I had on the flight over, I thought about staying awake the entire trip. Pam had other ideas.“Do you think I could I sleep in your bed with you?�...��“First of all, there are three other guys in the sleeping cabin! Second, the beds are really small!”“I wasn’t talking about screwing! Just sleeping in the same bunk. We can spoon.”“I suppose, so long as the other guys don’t mind.”Pam and I each changed into shorts and t-shirts. I climbed up the ladder into bed and Pam came in and started climbing up. It'll never happen again. Please Master?" I beg incoherently as he pushes me onto my back, him above me. He traces the head of his cock around my aroused cunt. "You're forgiven slut." He groans.I buck my hips eagerly against his cock, wanting him to fill me. "Please, please.." I beg helplessly before wrapping my legs around his waist.He pushes against my entrance as he bites my nipple hard. I scream out loud as he fills me full of his delicious cock. He tugs harder on my nipple, my cunt. They joked that the cannibals must be genuine animal-lovers, and many of the older hands could barely restrain themselves from complaining that the justice ministers of their youth would simply have shut Yudif away in an asylum. Katya, of course, had always found everything about the woman utterly fascinating and had questioned her several times – without ever discovering anything and without satisfying her curiosity.“Yudif will subject you to the strictest discipline and the grossest. I tried not to answer, but out came a whispered, "Yes." How often do you play with yourself?" Once or twice a week," came my quick reply."Do you touch your breasts and nipples, when you masturbate?" Bill asked as he leaned over to get a closer look at my exposed breast."Yes," I answered. I glanced around the parking lot at the cars still parked there. I prayed that no one would come out of the restaurant while I was exposed like this."Does it feel good to play with your breasts?" He glanced up.