I had hardly sat down when our lips met. They were so soft, moist and wanting. As our tongues met her hands found there way under my shirt and around ...y chest and shoulders pulling me tighter in towards her.my hands by now had started to find there way around her body exploring her curves, only finding that with each movement of my hands she purred like a contented kitten.Her hands had found my belt and zipper and were working furiously to unbuckle my trousers. She was down on her knees pulling. " MmmmMMmMMmmmmm!" Oh Cap'n darlin', don't be doin' that, let me have it all, don't be wastin' it on that poor dear below us."That put the Captain over the edge and from below Mounds could clearly see each contraction, each convulsion of his balls as he came into Twat.The First Mate's own climax was but a second or three behind and then she was grinding her crotch into his, the sexual energy crackling between them like a summer storm at sea, all mere inches above the helpless Second Mates. And yet, my longing for something even I couldn’t explain was the stronger emotion. It felt as if was watching someone else as I knelt beside the cage, unlatching the door and carefully, slowly, backing in until my progress was stopped by the bars. Once again, I pulled the door shut, closing myself in, knowing that all I had to do was unlatch the door once more to escape, my heart pounding in my ears. I felt faint for a moment and had to grips the bars, holding on as if my life depended upon. I was actually him! Hard to explain, just trying to be truthful here, now back to the story. This is one of those times I start to sense her thoughts but I am also feeling like I am the guy she is thinking of. This is a first for me to encounter both senses at the same time. I lean down and start to kiss her neck and while going in her with the extension. She puts her hands on my face and brings my lips up to hers and starts kissing me. The kiss feels so sensual and different. She is imagining.