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THE SINGLES CRUISE DAY THREE…………… DOCKING IN JAMAICA
When we woke up this morning, we were exciting to spend a day on land
We decided to skip going to the nudist beach. We wanted to put on some clothes and tour Jamaica as well as experience some of the foods in which it was so famous for.
We went to different shops where they gave the tourist trinkets just for stopping by. We toured these shops for about an hour.
We did decide to swim with the sharks.
What was bravery suddenly becoming terror as we saw the baby sharks swim around out feet.
Being reassured that the baby sharks were harmless, we soon got the nerve to touch them. However, from the pictures that we took, you couldn’t tell that we had gotten over our nervousness.
Once we finished, we decided to grab a bite of their delicious cuisine.
I order the conch burger with extra pickles, fries and an Arnold Palmer, while Candance, Tasha and Christina all order Caribbean Jerk Chicken with an alcoholic beverage to wash it down.
They sampled my burger, and I sampled their chicken.
When then caught a taxi and toured the sights that Jamaica had to offer.
Looking over a cliff, we could see the nudist resort where some of the people on the cruise had decided to go.
Once the taxi had dropped us off, we headed back to the cruise ship, so we were on it before the ship docked back out to see.
Not without a little Ganja to experience once we got on the ship. Because we were all big breasted, it didn’t matter if one of us slide the joint under the fold of our breast before entering the ship.
Upon returning to the ship, we see a plane touching down on the helipad of the ship. Wondering what was going on, we asked upon entering the ship, we were told, “it was someone who was joining the cruise.” Having a curious mind, we couldn’t wait to find out.
Going to our room, we decided to take a shower and take a nap from todays events.
Waking up, we got dressed but not before we explored each other’s pussies with fingers, tongues and dildo’s. Wiping our essence off our skin, we proceeded to walk out the door.
Tonight, happens to be the “CAPTAIN’S BALL”, clothes were mandatory for this event.
Even though clothes were mandatory, I wonder what the CAPTAIN has in store for us.
After All, we were sitting at the CAPTAINS table.
We decided to skip going to the nudist beach. We wanted to put on some clothes and tour Jamaica as well as experience some of the foods in which it was so famous for.
We went to different shops where they gave the tourist trinkets just for stopping by. We toured these shops for about an hour.
We did decide to swim with the sharks.
What was bravery suddenly becoming terror as we saw the baby sharks swim around out feet.
Being reassured that the baby sharks were harmless, we soon got the nerve to touch them. However, from the pictures that we took, you couldn’t tell that we had gotten over our nervousness.
Once we finished, we decided to grab a bite of their delicious cuisine.
I order the conch burger with extra pickles, fries and an Arnold Palmer, while Candance, Tasha and Christina all order Caribbean Jerk Chicken with an alcoholic beverage to wash it down.
They sampled my burger, and I sampled their chicken.
When then caught a taxi and toured the sights that Jamaica had to offer.
Looking over a cliff, we could see the nudist resort where some of the people on the cruise had decided to go.
Once the taxi had dropped us off, we headed back to the cruise ship, so we were on it before the ship docked back out to see.
Not without a little Ganja to experience once we got on the ship. Because we were all big breasted, it didn’t matter if one of us slide the joint under the fold of our breast before entering the ship.
Upon returning to the ship, we see a plane touching down on the helipad of the ship. Wondering what was going on, we asked upon entering the ship, we were told, “it was someone who was joining the cruise.” Having a curious mind, we couldn’t wait to find out.
Going to our room, we decided to take a shower and take a nap from todays events.
Waking up, we got dressed but not before we explored each other’s pussies with fingers, tongues and dildo’s. Wiping our essence off our skin, we proceeded to walk out the door.
Tonight, happens to be the “CAPTAIN’S BALL”, clothes were mandatory for this event.
Even though clothes were mandatory, I wonder what the CAPTAIN has in store for us.
After All, we were sitting at the CAPTAINS table.
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