The warm night air carried the sounds of pure pleasure across the yacht’s main deck. Sophia was still catching her breath on the cushions, Ryan’s c*m slowly dripping down her ass and thighs. Her sundress was bunched around her waist, her breasts exposed and flushed. She felt deliciously used and yet hungry for more.
Alex stood up, his c**k already hard again. “No more games,” he said with a hungry smile. “Tonight, everything is allowed.”
He walked over to Sophia and offered his hand. She took it and let him pull her up. Alex kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth while his hands squeezed her ass.
“You taste like s*x already,” he murmured. “I want to f**k you next.”
Sophia moaned into his kiss. “Then take me.”
Alex bent her over the wide cushioned bench. He flipped her dress
