She felt the change in body temperature as her mid-region was enveloped, entrapped, enrobed in this restricting layer. Her thighs, pressed together, ...reated the subtlest of pressures, reminding her of how she could press her legs together in this fashion, tightening and relaxing, tightening and relaxing, feeling the pleasure those changes brought. She squeezed her thighs now, to recreate that sensation for a moment, and discovered that the relaxing was of less effect, since the bindings held. All I can see from there is her open legs being pounded by my fucking crotch.In 10 minutes, she will be mine. I cant wait and strip my body naked in the darkened hallway outside her bedroom door. Pre cum is at the head of my cock as I count down the last of the seconds that have taken a lifetime to cum.Click errrrchhhh is the last sound I remember as I walk into her room. She snores with every breath she takes and her lips flutter as she exhales hot breath from her half open mouth. Then my. ” She couldn’t finish the sentence, though her hand gesture more than illustrated what was unspoken.“That’s one of the few things that are within our boundaries when Jason and I aren’t together. We have a sort-of open relationship.”It was all too much to process. All Wendy could do was stare - dumbfounded.“Come sit down,” Charlotte suggested. When Wendy hesitated, Charlotte stepped to the couch and waved her neighbor toward her.She briefly hesitated, but the whole thing was making her feel. The following day, the Captain was keen to get the boat in order, and the first two hours of the day before breakfast, she had everyone cleaning their quarters and shared areas. I was cleaning the Captains quarters, showers and my quarters before she got Holly to come for me and we went inland to get some food. The Captain was insistent she needed no help on the rope ladder but could see she was struggling.Breakfast was a muted affair. It was 9am when it was finished and the Captain sent Delta.