Misty leaned her forearms on the railing as she sipped her rum-fruit-twisty straw drink. Her butt swayed from side to side, a sign of her excitement as she watched the red concoction of a drink darken her blue straw, doing front flips as it looked nearer to her mouth before finally splashing on her tongue. Misty giggled like a schoolgirl, even though she was nineteen. It was the little things that excited her, but it wasn’t just the loopy straw that gave her a bubbly elation in her stomach. This was the first time she had ever been on a cruise.
Sipping her drink continuously while her butt did a small booty dance on its own, she watched the dock slowly slip away and waved at the strangers who waved below. Smiling, she saw others on the main deck of the massive Destiny Cruise ship’s main deck wave, too. The old couple to her left, the group of pretty girls to her right, the gaggle of children beyond them. Everyone gathered to wave their goodbyes to land and watch the blue ocean take over the view. Misty had never been more excited in her life.
Bouncy Bahamian music played by a live band around the corner from her and the speakers carried the music everywhere. Misty closed her eyes and without a care in the world twerked her barely covered butt cheeks in the air as she half held the railing. She already had on her Blue two-piece bathing suit with tiny white polka dots, and with the tropical sun warming her arms and chest, she regretted sliding on these short shorts over her bottom. Feeling the ends of her blonde streaked hair brush her shoulders and she danced by herself, lost in the moment, Misty was startled when she felt someone’s crotch sidle up behind her.
“Hey there crazy girl,” Sarah’s voice purred in Misty’s ear as her cold wet hands braced against Misty’s hips.
“Ooo, your hands are cold!” Misty squirmed her hips trying to escape her touch, but Sarah persisted wrapping her left hand around Misty’s dainty hips and locking her in place.
“What you don’t want, what I have to offer?” Sarah said, circling her right hand in front of Misty and revealing another drink to replace the nearly empty one in Misty’s hand.
“Oooh, I very do, yes.” Misty turned around wearing a grin. Sarah pulled her hips in tightly to her and gave her a long, wet kiss. Misty held the glass behind Sarah’s ponytail as her arms rested up on Sarah’s shoulders. “Did you make a friend to get the drink?” Misty asked, after falling out of the kiss.
“The bartender likes me, I think,” Sarah smirked. “Didn’t ID me and gave me a double shot on the house. Think I should break the news to him?”
“Mmmm… maybe on the last day of the cruise,” Misty giggled as she took a sip from her fresh drink. “Hm. A double shot of what?”
“Rum,” Sarah made a face.
Misty laughed then spoke in a funny voice, “Oh, why must it always be rum…”
Sarah shook her head, fighting her own laugh, “I tell ya, every time. But shit, it was free.” Misty turned back around and hung over the edge, drinking her drink. Her girlfriend Sarah stayed behind her with her hips lightly brushing Misty’s rear as they watched the panhandle of Florida continue to shrink. When they dropped their stuff in their room, Misty tried to get Sarah to change into her swimsuit, too, but she waved the notion away. Jeans and a baggy t-shirt were always Sarah’s way.
Sarah’s hands were warming up now as they rubbed up and down on the taut waist of Misty. Between that and her second drink beginning to warm her cheeks, Misty loosened up even more. “We’ve gotta get you out of those pants and into some swimsuits,” Misty teased, twerking her booty back against her girlfriend’s crotch.
“Mmm,” Sarah purred in Misty’s ear. “See, I was thinking we just need to get all these clothes off you.”
Sarah’s hot breath on Misty’s neck sent wild shivers trembling down her spine. Then when Sarah took Misty’s lower earlobe into her mouth and tongued her earrings, Misty jetted her ass out hard and let out a groan. Pushing her right hand down Misty’s center, and when she felt her girlfriend’s fingers dip inside her panties and brush lightly over her clitoris, she gasped, closing her eyes.
Immediately, she sucked in a breath when she remembered all the people around her and pushed her hips forward to flee from Sarah’s hand. But all she managed to do was trap Sarah’s hand inside her panties between the railing and herself.
“Sarah- no, stop,” Misty protested in a half-whine, half-moaning voice.
“It’s okay… it’s okay…” Sarah whispered in a raspy voice on the side of Misty’s neck. She pecked a kiss below her ear before resting her chin in the crook of Misty’s shoulder. Sarah’s fingers swiped quick circles over her increasingly moist clit. Misty looked out of the side of her eyes at the couples on either side of her, each involved in their own conversations right then. More people walked behind them laughing and still, Sarah rubbed faster circles on her clit.
The world narrowed in Misty’s vision as Sarah’s arms encapsulated her back against Sarah’s chest. She was pinned between the railing and her girlfriend, being molested to near orgasm in front of hundreds of people. A middle-aged man peaked his head over Misty’s left shoulder and her stomach dropped. But the man laughed and murmured something to his friend about it being a long way down to the water and walked on.
Misty was near hyperventilating as she turned and squirmed in Sarah’s arms, “no no no no…” she whispered into Sarah’s cheek, but Sarah had already worked a finger between her pussy lips, grinding directly on Misty’s clit. “Oh fu…” Misty moaned in a whisper before she stopped herself. Fearing the loud screech that begged to burst free, she clenched her teeth and pressed her cheek into her girlfriend’s cheek.
Keeping her arm as still as possible, Sarah’s hand and fingers vibrated back and forth on Misty’s clit, making her legs tremble and threaten to give out. Her breaths became stagnant and gasping. The delicious bite that Sarah dared to deliver to Misty’s ear lobe was what sent her over the edge.
The powerful orgasm struck her sex like a lightning bolt, numbing her thighs and hips as she buried her lips back into Sarah’s cheek and neck. Panting loud, moaning grunts into her girlfriend’s side, Misty was thanking God for the loud band. The wet slipperiness coated Sarah’s fingers while she planted one last kiss on Misty’s cheek. In her relaxed state, Misty didn’t even realize she had done it until she heard the crashing glass below. Misty’s eyes shot open, and Sarah’s hand pulled from her panties. The glass had slipped out of Misty’s fingers to the deck below, breaking luckily on the floor and not someone’s head.
All eyes in the area turned to Sarah and her flush-faced girlfriend. They both giggled, some as intoxicated, nervous people do. They looked down at the broken glass, still not touching anyone. Misty tucked her hand in Sarah’s, and they ran away like kids running from the janitor’s closet after getting away with something.
***
“Niner! No winners,” the craps dealer announced and the circle of patrons boo’d as the dealer retook the dice and cleared the board of chips. The players talked to one another as they slid chips onto the table.
“Like every time they play I feel like this time I’m going to get it but then I don’t,” Misty laughed.
Sarah sipped her vodka tonic and shook her head. It looks like a slow- or fast if you’re that guy, way to lose your money. Misty laughed and palmed Sarah’s chest.
“That dude’s stack of chips has fallen quite a bit in the last little bit.”
Sarah sat at the bar highchair closest to the craps table where she and her girlfriend had been people-watching for the last hour as they nursed their last drink. It wasn’t their last drink by choice, but they hadn’t been able to find a bartender that wasn’t IDing this evening. Misty sat on Sarah’s lap with her arm half hung around her girlfriend’s neck.
After sailing from shore, they both changed into their suits and spent the day dipping in and out of the pool, sunbathing, and spreading sunblock on each other. Which worked except for two red spots on the back of Sarah’s arms. For dinner, they decided to head to the casino and Sarah promised Misty to wear her ‘fancy dress’ that Misty had bought for her. It was an aqua blue color with a half-salted skirt that nearly showed Sarah’s lower curve of her thick butt, and definitely exposed her side boob from the hang of the neck of her dress.
Misty could tell how uncomfortable Sarah was in the dress. She enjoyed dressing up from time to time, but not usually. Sarah was all about comfort and utilitarianism-in this end they were a perfect example of opposites attracting because Misty loved fashion and makeup. Which is why it pleased her so much that Sarah wore the dress. It showed how much making Misty happy meant to her.
Surprising Sarah, Misty planted a kiss on her lips. Sarah set her nearly gone drink down and wrapped her arms around Misty’s hips and gave her a long, lingering kiss back.
“Yeah! Get it!! Whoo!” a drunk man shouted from down at the craps table. Misty broke the kiss with a smile, rolling her cheek on Sarah’s cheek as they looked toward their fan. It was the chubby, balding man whose stack of chips was dwindling so quickly. “Come down here ladies, y’all can be my good luck charm!” He shouted, pointing excitedly at them both. Giggling, they exchanged a look, and Misty’s cheeks became warm.
“Na, we’re good, man,” Sarah yelled back.
“Ah? Ah? Oh, come on, alright, your loss,” he swiped his hand at them before turning back to the crowded table to place his bets.
“We have a fan…” Misty beamed sheepishly to her girlfriend.
“You think he’s bad here? Try being married to him,” a voice said beside them. Misty turned around and Sarah had to look around Misty’s front to see the beautiful older woman who sat beside them. She had bleach blond hair and tan skin but wore a black dress that hid the small curves that a woman gained with age and children and accented her plump, thick breasts that created a spacious cleavage for their eyes.
Sarah half laughed as she apologized, “Sorry, ma’am, I didn’t see you there.”
“Ma’am?” The woman nearly spilled her cosmopolitan when she shot a shocked look at Sarah. “Ma’am? I’m a ma’am now?”
Misty giggled nervously, still curled in Sarah’s lap, “Oh, don’t mind her, that’s just the Army in her. She calls all women that. Hi, I’m Misty.”
“Misty. Misty, I like that,” the woman said, shaking Misty’s hand delicately. “I’m Colleen. Wait, so you’re in the Army?”
Sarah nodded, “Yes, ma’am, two years now.”
“Hun, if you call me ma’am one more time, I’m going to make you drop and give me twenty,” Colleen pointed.
Sarah and Misty both laughed. Sarah nodded, “Sorry, I’m Sarah, it’s a force of habit.”
“I may technically be a ma’am, but I plan on letting Botox and plastic surgery hide that for as long as possible.” Colleen grinned and winked at her new friends as she finished her drink. “Isn’t that right, Alex!” The muscle-bound bartender with thick black hair to match his black buttoned-down shirt stopped what he was doing to walk over to Colleen.
She already had him trained, Misty thought.
“If you’re saying it, it’s gotta be right,” Alex said with a smile. The crowd became louder around them as a live band started playing around the corner. “Whoa, you’re looking dry over there. You want me to freshen you up?” Alex said, taking Colleen’s empty glass away from her. All that was left on the glass was one lipstick mark left on the brim of the glass.
“Well, if I’m dry you better get me wet then,” Colleen said leaning forward so her large breasts all but fell out of her dress in front of Alex. Alex gave her a smirk and a wink and got to work making her drink. Sarah and Misty shared a similar grin with each other that conveyed the same message.
These two are about to fuck.
Misty covered her mouth as she giggled.
“Where’s your guy’s drinks? You can’t sit at a bar empty-handed,” Colleen said.
“Well,” Misty smiled. “We came down here for dinner but after that, we haven’t really been able to find a bartender that didn’t want to look at our IDs?” Misty shrugged, giggling.
Colleen held up her hand, stopping her as she rolled her eyes. “Alex?” Alex turned around, setting her fresh cosmopolitan down on the table. “These two ladies are with me. You can put their drinks on my tab.”
Alex’s eyes darted between the two young ladies and Colleen a couple of times before giving them the head nod to order. Misty could see the mental calculations going through his mind comparing serving minor alcohol vs ruining a chance at banging a cougar. “What’ll you have?” Alex asked.
Misty smiled as she felt Sarah pinch her ass in excitement, “Long Island iced tea?”
“Vodka soda,” Sarah added. Alex nodded and got to work on the iced tea. “Thank you, seriously.”
Colleen waved her off, “Oh I remember what it was like to be young. Besides, it’ll be easier to deal with him if I got someone to drink with.” She thumbed back to her losing husband.
When Alex came back with their drinks, the three of them cheered. “To new, sexy friends,” Colleen said.
***
“I’m totally serious!”
“Oh, my god!”
“How was it?”
Colleen rolled her eyes and made a face, then laughed when she pointed at Sarah’s face. “Exactly like your girlfriend’s expression!” Misty turned and laughed at the wide-eyed look of impressed, confused, and disgusted all mashed together on Sarah’s face.
“The beginning was super-hot,” Colleen continued, leaning forward in her chair. The sprawl of empty glasses cluttered the bar top in front of them. “It was literally like the beginning of a good porno, and I kept thinking that when I was going from dick to dick sucking them. I was like, ‘This is a fucking porn shoot!’” Colleen nudged Misty’s shoulder, who sat on a stool now huddled between Sarah and Colleen. The music and crowd around them had only grown louder and bigger over the past hours. “Then the middle was even better. When they started fucking me…” Colleen smiled, shaking her head. “It was amazing! But then, like every encounter with men, it all ended in disappointment!”
Sarah and Misty laughed as they swayed in their seats. The stumper of all the alcohol loosened their bodies and minds as they leaned into each other, touching their exposed thighs while talking.
“Well, that’s something I don’t have to deal with,” Misty beamed as her hand slid up Sarah’s thigh, catching Sarah by surprise when her finger brushed the crevice of her thigh, meeting her sex. Misty always became the biggest slut when she was drunk.
Sarah jumped and laughed, “I’m just- I don’t know. Can you be disgusted and turned on at the same time?”
“Yeah, it’s called your honeymoon.” Colleen laughed as she clapped her hands.
“I just, well, one, just one guy alone grosses me out, but imaging three of them fucking me…” Sarah made a face that made everyone laugh. “But then again, a four-way in general sounds kinda hot. I haven’t even had a three-way.”
“Yeah, neither have I,” Misty said while giving Sarah a long stare with a smirk. Almost screaming in silence that she wanted to have one with Colleen. Sarah squeezed Misty’s side, trying to tell her to relax some. Not that she hadn’t thought of it. Misty had caught Sarah staring at Colleen’s cleavage or thick thighs, just as Misty had been. Misty wanted each of them to suck on Colleen’s tits as they fingered her pussy and ass in their own orgy.
“Trust me, at least with three men, it’s not worth it,” Colleen said, finishing her drink. “I do have to say you guys are a cute couple. If I was twenty years younger, you guys might’ve had a chance at turning me forever to the other side.”
Misty slid her palm between Sarah’s thighs and felt the warm, soft flesh as she rubbed it. “Well…”
“Looket here! Now this isa set of beautifuls women!” a pudgy, balding man deftly grabbed Colleen’s shoulder and Misty’s hip as he slurred. “Are wes all ready to go then?”
“If only that had happened,” Colleen sighed. “Then I wouldn’t be legally bound to this.”
“Ohhh hahaha, this lady here.” Her husband laughed obnoxiously. Looking over his shoulder, Misty noticed the pit boss standing behind him, looking unamused. Misty instinctively leaned closer to Sarah as more casino security arrived. “I think it’s uh time we head out, hun.”
Colleen looked over her shoulder and immediately started yelling, “Are you fucking kidding me? Again? How much did you lose? What did-”
Without saying a word to each other, Misty and Sarah stood on wobbly legs and went to leave. They felt the tension in the air only in the building. “We’ve gotta head out, thanks for the drinks!” Sarah said.
Colleen wore a face of anger and embarrassment and paused her expression to smile at them. It was an apologetic smile, then returned to shouting at her husband. During the entire wobbly leg elevator ride to their room, Misty could not stop thinking about how close they had come with Colleen.
“We almost had her!” Misty cried out as she steadied herself on the grab bar of the elevator.
Sarah laughed, “I know!”
“Then her stupid husband had to ruin it all,” Misty pouted.
Sarah shrugged, “it’s only the first night. This is a ten-day cruise, you know? We’ve got time.”
Misty smiled seductively as she moved to Sarah’s arms, “yesss, we do.”
They hit their cabin room and with a slide of the key fell into their room. It was spacious compared to the standard room, or so Sarah said. It was her third cruise, and she paid for most of this using her Army bonus. The room had a queen bed, a couch living room area, and a balcony to look over the edge.
Immediately, Misty opened the sliding door and went out onto the balcony. Sarah joined her. The warm, breezy night made Misty’s hair flutter about as she grabbed the railing. Sarah took a familiar position behind her and wrapped her arms around her chest. The water was so black, without staring, she could not tell the difference between where the night sky ended and the ocean began.
“It’s so peaceful,” Misty said. “Thank you for taking me on this. I love it.”
Misty turned to Sarah and, in the darkness of the night, saw the shadows on her face. The moonlight brightened the side of Sarah’s face, and the neckline went down one side. Sarah took Misty’s face in her gentle, yet strong hands and lowered herself to kiss her. Sarah’s hand slid down Misty’s back, pulling her lower back tight before sliding a hand down over her butt cheek.
Misty loved how helpless she could feel inside of Sarah’s touch. She was so powerful and yet tender in the way she grabbed and maneuvered her. The kiss grew into something more. It became deeper and wet, passionate. Misty knew this kiss very well. And her sex glistened as it prepared for what came next.
Falling over another, they made their way back into their cabin. Sarah sat Misty down on the edge of the bed and pushed her down on her back. Misty squirmed and twisted on the bed top, smacking the towels that were twisted into snakes or swans onto the floor. By the time her eyes returned to her girlfriend, Sarah stood before her naked with her hair tied back in a ponytail. Her taut, marvelous body and perky tits were accented by the one warm lamp turned on in the corner of the room.
The seductive smile of eagerness was not intended across Misty’s lips. It grew naturally as she imagined she could spend the rest of her life staring at Sarah’s beautiful nakedness and be happy.
Misty tried to shimmy out of her blue lacy dress, but Sarah stopped her as she climbed on top of Misty’s body. Grabbing Misty’s wrists, Sarah pushed her arms down and over Misty’s head on the bed as she leaned over, kissing Misty hard. Her knees were spread wide on the bed, so Sarah’s bald pussy pressed to the tail of Misty’s dress that covered her crotch. Sarah began to make the slightest hump and drag motion with her entire body.
Releasing a high-pitched humming moan, Misty struggled her tiny muscles under the grip of her stronger girlfriend uselessly. Sarah switched her grip up so both of Misty’s wrists were trapped under one of Sarah’s hands while Sarah used the other hand to shimmy up Misty’s skirt of her dress that lay between them. With the fabric disappearing between them, Misty’s breath caught in her throat when she felt the familiar and glorious wet bare pussy lips of Sarah drag on her own pussy.
Pulling back from their kiss, Sarah’s smirked lips hovered over Misty for several seconds as if planning an attack. Twice Sarah lowered her mouth as if to kiss her girlfriend, and twice Misty lifted and failed to reach her. Misty let out a disapproving whine and Sarah giggled. Lowering her left breast to Misty’s lips, she eagerly took her nipple into her mouth. Wrapping her lips around her, sucking, licking, and biting, Misty closed her eyes and moaned at the taste.
Sarah remained silent except for the occasional gasping exhales of air. She moved to the side as she slipped her fingers between Misty’s thighs, causing her eyes to go wide when she felt the finger plunge inside of her. Misty’s lips were slick with juices as the finger pushed inside her again and again. Misty was in heaven at that moment. Her body felt warm everywhere as every thrust inside melted her a bit more. She switched to Sarah’s other nipple and had to gasp between sucks and bites as the feeling became too intense.
“Hmmm… yeah, you like that?” Sarah asked as she smiled down at her whimpering girlfriend. Sarah’s finger fucking Misty’s pussy harder as her thumb pressed up, swiping across her clit.
“Mmmhmm,” was all Misty could hum with her mouth full of Sarah’s breast. Her thin body squirmed and writhed on the bed as she groaned under her girlfriend’s touch. The feeling on her over-stimulated clit felt so electrifying and warm. Her body tried to push into Sarah’s fingers while scooting away at the same time.
It was when Sarah forced a second finger inside her pussy that everything changed. Misty’s eyes rolled back as her head arched. “Oh fuck! Oh god…”
Sarah’s fingers pushed in and out of Misty’s tiny hole and pleasure coursed through her veins. Misty loved looking up at the shadows cast across Sarah’s face as she grinned down at her. The power. The control. The dominance that Sarah had over Misty was intoxicating. Nothing turned her on as much as being used and controlled. Her wrists twisted against Sarah’s restraint, powerless to defy Sarah but not wanting to either.
Something changed and Sarah lowered her eyes to Misty’s as she bounced in the bed. Like Sarah needed to look into Misty to see the agonizing pleasure that she was experiencing. Sarah’s eyes were a sea of fire. Excited and active, they jetted back and forth between Misty’s squinted expression as the pace and intensity at which she finger fucked her girlfriend increased.
“Oh, Jesus, god! Ah!” Misty cried out, but Sarah was relentless.
“That’s it…” Sarah spoke calmly. “Come on…”
Misty could hear her own juices squishing with every thrust as the pool formed between her closed, trembling thighs. Sarah bit her lip as she thrusted fingers harder inside of her woman and her eyes devoured Misty’s expression.
“Oh fuck I’m cumming I’m- god yes!” Misty screamed and her eyes went wide and high. Her body tensed and her breathing froze as the violent spasm struck her entire body all at once. “Ohmygod Yes!”
The slick wetness extended down her thighs as Sarah smeared the moisture over her pussy lips with an approving smile on her lips. She allowed Misty a few needed seconds to take a breath and reorient herself as the remnants of the orgasm still clouded her thoughts.
But then Misty was moving. She wasn’t sure where. She was on her hands and knees on the bed trying to be helpful as her lover guided her, but a swift jerk and a shove onto her back told her she was moving too much. Misty found herself on her back with her head barely dangling off the edge of the bed. Looking up, she stared at the mad view of Sarah looking down at her upside down.
Sarah stepped over Misty’s face, straddling her, and Misty eagerly wrapped her hands around the outside of her thighs. Sarah’s tender and moist pussy lips squatted down on Misty’s mouth and she extended her tongue. Slicing into Sarah’s warm wet pussy like a hot knife through butter, Misty’s tongue felt the electrifying taste of her girlfriend’s wet pussy.
Releasing a squeak of a moan at her taste, Misty’s hands gripped Sarah’s firm thighs tightly as if afraid she would flee at any moment. The world closed off to Misty. All she could see was the shadowed curved ass and pussy while Sarah squatted on her face. All sounds were muffled and distant by Sarah’s thick, firm thighs.
She knew she was doing a good job with her tongue when Sarah pressed down harder with her hips. Dragging her pussy across Misty’s tongue and chin. Misty loved it! The juices that oozed from her spread across her face. Breathing became more difficult as Sarah smothered her face with her pussy.
“Oh, shiiit!” Sarah cursed. Hands pulled up and to the side of Misty’s dress. Fingernails raked on her flexed stomach and revealed ribs. A snapping pain occurred on her chest as Sarah smacked her tits. Misty would have screamed if her tongue wasn’t buried so deep inside her pussy.
Again, smack smack smack smack!
Misty’s nipples were rock hard and aching for relief. They were over-stimulated.
“Fuck, yes!” Sarah moaned, hunching over and grinding her pussy into Misty’s face. “Fuck me, you fucking bitch! Just like that- ohhh god!”
Sarah’s fingers deftly twisted on Misty’s nipples, clamping down and shaking her firm breasts from side to side. Misty’s thighs rubbed together, desperately trying to brush her own clit as she wanted to cum again. She never wanted it to end. She wanted to cum all night.
“Ahhhh! Ugh! Fuck!” Sarah screamed, as her ass cheeks jiggled and her thighs clamped around Misty’s face until she came. The hard orgasm drenched Misty’s tongue and mouth and she drank her lover’s pussy happily. “Fuuuuck… fuck!”
After many long and wet laps of her tongue, it was Misty’s turn to cry out. Sarah had pried Misty’s slender thighs apart, pulled the hood of her clit back, and with soaked fingers, placed her drenched fingers on her clit. With a violent passion, her fingers trembled on her clit. Shaking back and forth, Misty pulled on Sarah’s ass to free her mouth from her pussy so she could scream.
“Oh, Jesus, god I ahh ah!” Misty moaned in a panic.
“What was that?” Sarah asked with forcefulness in her voice. “You like that? You fucking like that, you little bitch?”
“Nnnmmm… Yes, yes, I I oh fuck!” Misty squirmed. “I’m going to…”
Sarah clamped her fingers onto Misty’s nipple while her hand vibrated on her bucking clit. Her hips bucked nonstop as she writhed.
“You want to cum for me?” Sarah asked with a touch of concern in her voice. “You want to cum you fucking slut?”
“Yes! Yes yes yes, I do!” Misty begged in a panic. The feeling was overwhelming. Her body needed relief to cum. It was too much.
“Cum for me, slut! Cum for me like the whore that you are!” Sarah ordered with a sternness that sent shivers down Misty’s spine as her back arched and an explosion ignited between her thighs. The overpowering feeling set her whole body into a tingling fire as Misty’s mind went blank.
“Oh my god yes!!” Misty groaned loud and long as she came hard. Her hips bucking and thighs twitching. The pulsing orgasm came in waves that seemed to never end.
When her thoughts became hers again, Misty could hear the soft giggle from Sarah over top of her as her fingernails raked her belly. Sarah repositioned and sat her naked body beside Misty on the bed. Misty curled into Sarah’s thigh which sat by her face.
“Mmmmm… I want you to use me all night…” Misty purred with a cute smile. “I never want it to end.”
Sarah cupped her hand to Misty’s cheek with an approving smile, “Don’t worry, my girl… this is just the beginning of a very long cruise…” Sarah leaned over and pushed a wet, deep, long kiss on Misty’s lips and Misty felt as though they were the only two women on the plant.
