Amelia lay facedown on the cushioned platform, her chest heaving in laboured breaths, beads of sweat peppering her whole body. She felt exhausted and ...irty and could not help but feel useless as she saw herself get violated against her will. She was sprawled there, hoping to be left alone for the aching sensations from her two holes to fade away. But she was not about to be left alone. Far from it. Without even a slight moments rest, she felt herself wrenched by her ponytail and hurled onto the. What followed was even stranger, because I hadn’t been in a sexy mood due to Larry’s actions, but now I had Lucinda Clarke raising her skirt and climbing onto my cock and making her wet pussy home to my dick. I didn’t resist, didn’t wish to resist, not now, with the loving, tender way that Lucinda conducted herself, her large breasts pressed against my face as she rode me to a fast, quiet, and mutual orgasm. When we were done, she pulled herself off me, kissed the tip of my cock, and then. Very pleasant, knowledgeable, and a good Captain, always willing to chat and impart knowledge. Around 1600 one afternoon the Cap made a routine appearance on the Bridge, something I had come to expect. “Second, how’s the watch?” asked the Captain, “Everything quiet?” “Yes sir, had a couple of targets an hour back, but nothing within six miles. It’s been quiet,” I answered. “Excellent," Cap answered. “Say, come by my office after watch, well after dinner, will you?” “Sure, Cap, what’s up?” I. Jill began sweeping her tongue ever lower, stroking the perineum near Lorrie’s wet and leaking pussy. Jill excited both of us by kissing, sucking, and playing with my thrusting cock and Lorrie’s gyrating cunt. “Jill, you… are… one…hot…bitch! I can… feel... your sweet lips…and…tongue…fucking…us! I…can’t…stop it!!! My…pussy…is…exploding!!! Aaaaahhhggg! Yes!!!” As Lorrie cried out in the tsunami of her orgasm, I exploded again! Not much volume, but what a release!! We four finally.