“Get down there, Rebecca,” said the Captain evenly, staring into mine eyes. Her voice was firm but not unkind.
“Wh-what?” I stammered. My hand, almost upon her breast, froze in its path. She was so abrupt—
“Suck my cunt,” she said.
“Y-yes, Captain,” I whispered meekly. Fiercely aroused by this woman’s frankness, I slid down the bed to where her hips lay rounded and sleek. Her smell was powerful. She flexed open her thighs and drew up her knees, and at the exposure, the intoxicating perfume of her sodden p***y wafted out even stronger, a heavy fragrance of undeniable arousal which filled my dilating nostrils. Mouth watering, I beheld the sight.
The dense triangle of the pale red fur covering her beautifully rounded mons was moist with eager sweat, ripe and alluring with the musky scent
