Melody’s crew were similarly dressed, except for the four that were helping in the kitchen, who were wearing aprons and deck shoes.We all got seated...and the captain stood up.“I want to, once again, welcome everyone aboard the luxury yacht “Stan’s Dream”. He chuckled then said, “I see that everyone got the memo on the dress code. This will be the policy the entire time you’re on the ship, except for just as we’re pulling into a port or a special circumstance that I will announce in advance. I. He became wild. His mouth was licking her body, his hands were grabbing her thighs, her feet, her breasts, her hair. She grabbed his ass, pushing him deeper. “Shit you’re so hard in me”. Her tits were bouncing underneath her bodysuit. “Honey I’m going to cum”. She was actually going to cum before him. Her nails clawed his back and she tipped over the edge. Her wet cunt spasmed, filled by his hard, erect flesh. He looked down. His shaft was full of her frothy white juices. She was already a. Then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband ofher panties and started to take them off."Beth!" I exclaimed.She stopped. "What?" she said startled. Then she realized. "Oh," and shegiggled. "These are cheerleader's panties. They're like bloomers." Shesaw I had a puzzled look. "Bloomers were baggy underpants girls wore inthe olden days for modesty. I have on tights and my regular pantiesunderneath." She continued to take them off, then her tights. When shefinished, she was in a white sports bra. Oh god… he WILL enter me…won’t he? What if he just builds me up and walks off? He’s done that before and it was absolute torture. After a solid 20 minutes of nipple play and the occasional clit stroke master gets on his knees and licks my pussy. My eyes flutter as he works his magic. “Tell me if you’re going to cum my dirty little slut” he says with slight aggression and I know this is nothing to hide from him. If I fail to tell him my punishment will be far greater than what I’ve been.