Smooth as melting butter, he sat in the chair and twirled her to come to rest sitting side-saddle on his lap. His cock slid naturally into the crease ...etween her thighs. She was shocked by its branding-iron heat.One arm was around her back, wrapped to rest his hand on her breast. The other laid casually on her thigh. His dark eyes met her hazle. His full lips drew her attention. His smile grew and he asked, "May I kiss you, angel?"She nodded and leaned closer. He raised his hand to gently cup. " I'm not so sure that a piggy back ride is a dignified way to travel for a Captain," Erika chuckled. "But what the heck, I feel giddy enough today!"As Trip rounded another T-Junction, he saw a solitary figure walk through the corridor in front of them."Delively fol Mistel Alchel," he sang in a high pitched voice and a faux Chinese Accent.Jon turned around and doubled over, seeing his wife-to-be piggy-back riding his former Chief Engineer."What the heck is that all about," he managed between. “You fucking Ashley or you fucking Mela.”With that, his wife lets out a scream and climaxes, her muscles contracting tightly around him as her juices flow all over the covers. It doesn’t take much longer for Anders’s prick to swell and his balls to tighten in that familiar feeling of a building orgasm.“Yes!” she hisses as she thrashes beneath him. “Fuck me hard. Fuck me like you fuck her.”This is all it takes, well the combined efforts of Janelle and the image of Mela to make him explode great. "Almost afraid of what she might find, Diane timidly lowered her hands down to her crotch. It was very hot down there, and she gasped when her fingers touched one of Anita's hands. Two fingers of that hand were pointing up and out, simulating the rigid position of Mike's hard-on. Anita had dipped them in her own slippery cunt, first, and when Diane touched them they were wet and slick with pussy-juices."So I took hold of his prick and jacked on it. It was real hard, like a stick or something..