《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched kinda Love》'Sea Freight Club'
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Casidy's POV
As he reached for my neck, my arousal grew and I smiled. But as his grip strengthened I started to regret ever doing that! I really thought he would've liked it.
'Yaa eediot! Yuh see man like him look like dem waan taste pussy?' The queen was pissed. 'Dead yuh dead now!'
But then, he sucked on my finger.
'Ohhhh Fuck yea!'
He bit down slightly on my finger and with that I took my stand.
I undressed my self slowly and eyed him the the whole time. Stooping butt naked, I took off his shoes and socks. I yanked hard at the jeans, that seemed to wanna put up a fight.
'Get the fuck off ..... ahhhh! Good!'
He eased out of his underpants the smae speed. His eyes signalled me to go down on him as he rested him hands up on the top of the back structure.
'No bossy, yaa fi work hard fi that!'
I walked up to him and sat on him with my back towards his chest.
'Knees, no fail mi now!'
Tipping up, I held his stiff cock and pushed it deep within me.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!"
After landing back on earth, I glanced back, over my shoulders, at him. His hands gripped my ass and ...
'Slap!' He sent butterflies through my stomach.
'Alright! Tan tuddy!'
I held on to his knees and slowly bounced. He thrusted himself forward nearly knocking me over!
'But what a rass, supposed mi drop off bruck mi neck!' I could see the 'STAR' headlines already!
I pressed my ass down pinning him under me then held my palm faced down then lowering it, hoping he realized I meant to sit still. He relaxed a bit and so I started riding again.
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I twerked up and down as if dancing to a beat and occasionally rocking from side to side whenever my knees were tired.
"Fuck! Yuh go bruk ee off C?" This, gave me motivation. I got wild bouncing, until I felt him pulling on my waist so I kept steady!
"Wait! Mi no ready fi come yet!" He said, as his cock throbbed inside me. "Fuck! Yuh pussy too good!"
He caught his breath and slapped my ass the pointed, "Come! Go wol on pon da table deh!"
'Why most certainly!'
I slowly eased off him and moved over to the table. Gripping onto the edge I sunk my back.
He rubbed his tip on my clit then used it to slap my ass, "Wa yuh waan C?"
Trying not to be too loud, I whispered. "You," easing back to meet him.
"Wa, mi cyaan hear yuh, talk up man Casidy!" He said aloud.
'Di captain must a hear wi!' And the thought of that made me throb even more.
"COCKY!" I shouted.
"Den no dat yuh fi seh longtime man!" He thrust into me. I clenched my jaws tight trying not to be too loud. He slowly eased out and thrusted again.
'Fuck it yaa! It done gone bad already!'
"FUCKKK!" I yelled.
"Good girl, let it out!" He sped up while gripping my waist firm.
I could tell he was enjoying himself because I could feel him tipping and whinning with everythrust. And gosh! It sent me up to the roof.
"Ahhhhh, Don't stop.... Right deh so! RIGHT DEH SO!" He didn't stop! He kept hammering the spot.
'Hold it! Hold it!' I thought. 'Gawd mi cyaan wol out no mo!'
"Yesssssss!" My knees trembled as I dipped.
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"Wol on man C! Wi no done yet!" He said, pulling me up, back into position and pressing unto my back. I was like putty or clay, I just set in place to his touch.
He resumed stroking, and whining. I saw him dance with girls a few times at parties and trust me I never expected him to maintain that standard with his dick in me.
He lifted my left leg up, keeping it in place with his left hand and adjusted himself. He then did his thing! I gasped with every stroke.
My body became tense, every hair on my skin was definately up, my eyes rolled back and it was as if my cells were dancing in 'fairy dust!' Magical! This was gonna be a big one!
"Ahhhhh mi a come agen!"
"Yeah, Come fimi baby! Come!" He said as he picked up pace. His stroke started to slack off a bit signalling that he was near.
"Yessssss!"
"Fuck!" Our sounds collided as we climaxed.
My body rested against the table, while his head rested on my back.
"Yuh have di best pussy inna di world!" He said kisding my back.
He rose up and helped me up then sat back down and started eating.
'Deven wash him hand! Well... him done taste it already so ntn no wrong!' The Goddess spoke.
'A mi alone have full blown conversation in my head?' I chuckled softly. Then gathered my stuff and made my way to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, I cleaned myself up with my wipes. Put on the swimsuit, then washed my face and moisturize it. I sprayed up a little trying not to keep that sex aroma on. Its a good thing I never leave home without my little pouch in my handbag. Even if it wasn't directly on me, it was always in the car.
I rejoined Reign and tried to replace the food he just worked out of me. And boy, my appetite was big!
He got dressed, washed his hands. 'Finally!' And then he opened two bottles of wines and retrieved two glasses from the kitchenette. He then poured some Chardonnay for me and some Merlot for himself.
We took our glasses to the deck where we sat and watched the waves.
For the remainder of the cruise we just goofed off and talked, until we were back and docked.
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