"Tuck," Hazy said listlessly, turning back to the man, and she released him, spreading her hands down between her thighs and easing herself back, fading slowly back and downward with her hands smoothing up from her thighs to frame the blonde triangle of her fleece, her back and shoulders easing to the floor. She straightened her body, her feet turning outward as her legs stretched and her widening thighs tilted her knees outward, her head resting on the floor.
"Time to sail the salty seas, weird mariner," she said with a short laugh, her fingers pressing into the hedge of flaxen curls camouflaging her cunt and smoothing back the corrugated labial fringes against the soft hair to give him a look into the rose bright and coral pale niche. "Don't wait too long," she said imploringly, and her
