You feel the Captain's skillful fingers capture your swollen clit and give it a gentle squeeze. A shiver runs up your back and your entire body quivers. The Captain guides you back toward his desk. Leaning you over, he lays you across his charts and papers. You feel your tiny g-string, the only garment left on your body slide down your legs.
The Captain begins to lick and nibble on your calf. His darting tongue traces circles up and down your leg. He is slow and gentle. He seems to take forever before he reaches the hot, wet slit between your legs. His tongue traces the folds and valleys and then slips into the juicy gap. You gasp. He is driving you crazy. You want him, but he holds back. His tongue touches and caresses every part of your pussy. It darts into the slit, lapping up the flowing juices, it circles the labia, and it lashes across your screaming clit.
You grab his head, trying to force him to bring you the release you so badly need. But he is too powerful. Reaching up, he removes your hands. Now you can see him stand above you. His hands are unbuckling his belt and unzipping his slacks. His pants fall. His cock, swollen and hard, is beautiful. It is long and gently arching away from his flat stomach. He grabs your legs and pulls you toward him. Positioning his red, cockhead against your slit, he slowly, but firmly pushes in. His cock opens your hungry pussy and glides all the way into your body. You can feel the hard cock bump against your cervix. Reaching down, his fingers once again brush your clit. It's all you need.
Your body explodes. Your hips rise up and try to pull him deeper within you. You pant and sigh and moan as the ripples of orgasm cover you and fill your entire being. He waits, embedded deep within your most sacred place.
Your orgasm begins to subside. Your panting becomes less labored. Now, the Captain begins driving into you with the fury of the sea. You can hear his cock slide through your dripping pussy and slap fully into your body. Over and over he thrusts and pulls, sliding his cock up against your battered clit. You feel the wave begin to rise again. This time you explode screaming, the room fills with the sounds of your lust, "Oh god, fuck me, harder, oh god, oh god."
He grabs your twisting ass and slams down hard. You can feel his hot fluid filling you, mixing with your own pussy juices.
"Your husband is a fool. Perhaps we can see to it that he never reaches the ship."
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