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Then he poked at my ass again while his fingertip pulled me open and I felt his cockhead painfully breach my last virgin entrance. "AHHHH!" I yelled in pleasure and pain at the same time."Fuck, keep quiet!" Ted hissed and painfully pinched at my hard nipples turning me on even more."AHHHHH!!!" I screamed even louder, unable to control myself anymore."Here, I got it" Rob growled as suddenly my open mouth was filled by some small wadded up cloth. From the end sticking out I could see they were. "get on your knees and pray to my dick, slut." as he pinched my nipples harder. "ok ok, please get the ginger root out!" I pleaded. "Sluts don't get any favors... I would hurry, I may tied you up to the tractor with ginger root up your filfty cunt,mouth and ass alnight,before I show you any mercy, stupid slut." I get on my knees as my vagina burns and stings, like a fire inside me. "Please merciful dick let me worship you, let me savor your cum. You are my dick god that I shall. 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. It reminded me a lot of Jeff’s but what made it stand out was there was not a hint of hair around or on his cock or balls. He walked closer, and by the time he was in front of me, his cock was almost fully erect. I looked into his eyes, and smiled. I was so nervous. I wanted him, but I didn’t want to hurt him. I knew he had feelings for me, and in the back of my mind I had feelings for him too, but I knew I didn’t want anything serious. I didn’t want the strings that went along with a.
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