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you remain on all fours?” the attractive captain asked.
She nodded and held herself up on her knees. Miles lay underneath her, his cock straining upward. She glanced at his erection then back at him. Holding herself up with her hands she had no way to stimulate him. He read her thoughts and eased her mind, “Don’t concern yourself, my dear. We are only getting started,” he said running a hand through her hair which spilled over his muscular chest.
His words sent a chill through her. What more would they do to her?
She felt a wet mouth on her brazenly displayed pussy. Inwardly she smiled—Pugwash.
His tongue stroked her from clit to slit before she felt her swollen button being pulled into his mouth. His teeth grazed that concentrated jumble of nerves and she trembled with desire. She strained against his face, desperate for something to fill her needy cunt.
As if he heard her silent pleas, Pugwash stood and pulled her ass back onto his cock. Her legs fell like a frog above Miles and she felt his hardness against her mound. Pugwash entered her swiftly, the force causing her to fall forward. Her breasts and stomach pressed against Miles’ torso. His eyes burned bright as he cupped the base of her neck and pulled her lips to his.
“Take him inside you,” Miles growled in her ear, and a white-hot jolt of lust sliced through her body. Pugwash took her by the hips and impaled her onto his thick, meaty member. He filled her, the sensation of her stretching walls almost too exquisite to bear.
She thought she might drown in Miles’ kiss, his tongue swirling with hers in a wicked dance. The walls of her pussy stretched to accommodate Pugwash’s thickness, and the pacing of his thrusts dictated the tempo of her kisses with Miles.
The world around her seemed to have melted away, leaving her with only the hum of the moment. As Pugwash pulled his cock out and pushed back inside her hungry depths he used long strokes, teasing her, making her want more and more. Greedily, she groaned into the mouth of her enticing, blond lover. Miles caressed the skin of her back and held her to him.
Without warning she felt a smack on her ass. Edward?
Her cries grew louder and Miles’ strong arms held her so that Pugwash and Edward might toy with her as they saw fit.
Edward’s blows smarted but she managed to handle them. Gaston had introduced her to the intoxication that the combination of pleasure and pain could bring, and that experience was serving her well.
Thwack! Edward covered her backside thoroughly, and she guessed her ass would be the fiery pink-red of a blazing sunset by now.
With a burst of energy Miles lifted himself onto his elbows. “Damn! I must have you, Frederica. My turn, Pugwash.” An electric current zipped between her and the bold captain and Frederica wondered with exquisite anticipation what he would do next.
With a mild grumble Pugwash withdrew his cock and moved to the side of the table.
Miles took her chin in his hand, rousing her mind from the hazy, lust-filled cloud where it had been. Her eyes met his and Frederica felt the heat intensify between them. The other men were pleasant enough lovers—Edward with his boyish, dark charms and tall, sinewy physique, and Pugwash with his adorable gruffness and talented tongue. But it was Miles with whom Frederica felt the most aroused. There was a palpable chemistry between them that, at that moment in time, made her want him with every fiber in her being.
“Ride me,” Miles ordered her.
Those two little words lit a fire in her belly and she cast her legs astride him, eager to feel the tumescence of his enormous cock fill her. She placed her hands on his rock-hard abdomen and traced the dips and well-defined ridges under her fingertips. Her pussy creamed at the intoxicating contradiction of smooth and rippled, soft and hard.
She rose to a kneeling position and ground her pelvis against his. His cock reached up for her warm crevice, and rubbing her
She nodded and held herself up on her knees. Miles lay underneath her, his cock straining upward. She glanced at his erection then back at him. Holding herself up with her hands she had no way to stimulate him. He read her thoughts and eased her mind, “Don’t concern yourself, my dear. We are only getting started,” he said running a hand through her hair which spilled over his muscular chest.
His words sent a chill through her. What more would they do to her?
She felt a wet mouth on her brazenly displayed pussy. Inwardly she smiled—Pugwash.
His tongue stroked her from clit to slit before she felt her swollen button being pulled into his mouth. His teeth grazed that concentrated jumble of nerves and she trembled with desire. She strained against his face, desperate for something to fill her needy cunt.
As if he heard her silent pleas, Pugwash stood and pulled her ass back onto his cock. Her legs fell like a frog above Miles and she felt his hardness against her mound. Pugwash entered her swiftly, the force causing her to fall forward. Her breasts and stomach pressed against Miles’ torso. His eyes burned bright as he cupped the base of her neck and pulled her lips to his.
“Take him inside you,” Miles growled in her ear, and a white-hot jolt of lust sliced through her body. Pugwash took her by the hips and impaled her onto his thick, meaty member. He filled her, the sensation of her stretching walls almost too exquisite to bear.
She thought she might drown in Miles’ kiss, his tongue swirling with hers in a wicked dance. The walls of her pussy stretched to accommodate Pugwash’s thickness, and the pacing of his thrusts dictated the tempo of her kisses with Miles.
The world around her seemed to have melted away, leaving her with only the hum of the moment. As Pugwash pulled his cock out and pushed back inside her hungry depths he used long strokes, teasing her, making her want more and more. Greedily, she groaned into the mouth of her enticing, blond lover. Miles caressed the skin of her back and held her to him.
Without warning she felt a smack on her ass. Edward?
Her cries grew louder and Miles’ strong arms held her so that Pugwash and Edward might toy with her as they saw fit.
Edward’s blows smarted but she managed to handle them. Gaston had introduced her to the intoxication that the combination of pleasure and pain could bring, and that experience was serving her well.
Thwack! Edward covered her backside thoroughly, and she guessed her ass would be the fiery pink-red of a blazing sunset by now.
With a burst of energy Miles lifted himself onto his elbows. “Damn! I must have you, Frederica. My turn, Pugwash.” An electric current zipped between her and the bold captain and Frederica wondered with exquisite anticipation what he would do next.
With a mild grumble Pugwash withdrew his cock and moved to the side of the table.
Miles took her chin in his hand, rousing her mind from the hazy, lust-filled cloud where it had been. Her eyes met his and Frederica felt the heat intensify between them. The other men were pleasant enough lovers—Edward with his boyish, dark charms and tall, sinewy physique, and Pugwash with his adorable gruffness and talented tongue. But it was Miles with whom Frederica felt the most aroused. There was a palpable chemistry between them that, at that moment in time, made her want him with every fiber in her being.
“Ride me,” Miles ordered her.
Those two little words lit a fire in her belly and she cast her legs astride him, eager to feel the tumescence of his enormous cock fill her. She placed her hands on his rock-hard abdomen and traced the dips and well-defined ridges under her fingertips. Her pussy creamed at the intoxicating contradiction of smooth and rippled, soft and hard.
She rose to a kneeling position and ground her pelvis against his. His cock reached up for her warm crevice, and rubbing her
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