"She blushed and nodded, and I moved in for a deeper kiss, our tongues clashing with each other. I could taste a little of my own flavor, but it was m...stly her delicious lips and tongue that I focused on. My cock swelled against her thigh and she groaned, rolling her hips as the ship rolled beneath us.I broke our kiss and planted small kisses down her neckline, teasing her skin with my lips and tongue. Moving lower, I kissed along the top curve of her breasts, feeling her wet pussy pressing. The dark skin was hard and slick and warm. She moved her two middle fingertips back and forth softly on his penis and watched as the pink tip moved further out, exposing a pink head and eventually part of a pink shaft."You're getting hard now, Duke," she said, continuing to massage the base of his penis. She said it as much to herself as to him. It was fascinating to watch. Duke whined more frequently now. His penis stuck out with obvious readiness and desire."Am I tickling you? Does it feel. She has learned when to demure to the 'superior'intellect of a client or when to hold their gaze and challenge theirthinking.She does of course also flirt with customers of both genders. This cantake the form of words, for instance complementing them on their acuityand their powers of observation and maybe sharing a made up intimatedetail about herself. Flirting can of course be more physical. Knowingwhen to hold eye contact that fraction of a second longer, when to crossher legs, when to stand. "Well, we'll see my precious, ok, but no promises though," I gave in."Ok dad, that'll have to do for now," she chuckled, "now how much I can't get you hard again." Stop that you little minx," I said as she lowered her head onto my limp cock. But it was no good, she defiantly had my genes in her.The party was in full swing; oh boy, will you look at all that young female flesh on display. Lucy was wearing the smallest of bikinis imaginable, while Emma's by comparison was large, but then it had to.