Prologue

Emily has finished off her cam display for the night, and was just saying adios to her viewers when she got a individual message petition from one of her regulars. She accepted, expecting to schedule a private or fetish show.

‘ Hi Debbie. Did you enjoy the display ? ; )'she typed.

‘ As always,'Debbie typed back. She was one of the few womanhood who regularly logged on to watch Emily's cam shows. ‘ Actually I've got a bit of a proposition for you.'

Emily knew that some cam female child also dabbled in prostitution, but Emily's tastes didn't run in the counselling of most of the people who would be her clients. On the former hand, Debbie was a woman so Emily decided to pick up her out. ‘ What is it ?'

‘ You're into girls right ?'

‘ Ya,'Emily typed back. She was gay in fact, and did cam appearance with some of the other girls in the line from sentence to time. ‘ Are you looking to meet up or something ?'

‘ Not exactly,'Debbie sent. ‘ I work for Olivia cruise. We do cruise in the Caribbean Sea specifically for queer women. It's mostly women in their 40s and 50s, but some are younger.'

There was a pause and Emily was about to ask what that had to do with her when Debbie continued, ‘ We also like to make sure there are a few charwoman in their twenty dollar bill who are available for ‘ paid company.'One of our girl canceled at the finally minute of arc. Do you throw a passport ?'

Now that would be an interest trip, Emily thought. See the Caribbean Sea and screw a few old dykes along the way. ‘ I do. How would it solve ?'

‘ You get half price on a single cabin tag, intellectual nourishment and booze included. The stave steer any worry cleaning lady your way, and you tip them out 20 % of whatever you make. virtually of the miss in the past times have asked for $ 200 for an hour. It's a ten day cruise that leaves from Everglade State future Friday."

While Debbie gave her the exact schedule and cabin cost, Emily did some straightaway math. The cabin would be $ 600 and the return plane just the ticket would be $ 800. Add in another $ 200-300 for some new clothes and consequent costs, and she would call for to see two or three women a day to piss any money. Emily figures she could do that. Especially if she found some women into kinky shit that she could bill extra for.

‘ Alright, I'll do it,'Emily said, and started making provision. She bought her plane ticket, and made an appointment to get waxed and have her hairsbreadth and nails done. She also ordered a few new toy dog online that she'd be taking with her. It was going to be a fun working holiday !

Day one

Emily took a red eye into Miami and caught a shuttle bus from the airdrome to the haven where the ship was leaving from. She had decided on a visible radiation femme chic look for the trip, lots of sun dresses, shorts and pastel shirts and a duet of not too revealing two-piece. She didn't want to reckon like a street walker, as she figured that wouldn't be what the womanhood on the cruise were looking for. She was wearing a inadequate but not too curt sundress with pinko flowers on it, a pair of sandals, boy short panties and no bra over her modest chest. She arrived to the harbour just as early embarkment was starting as she had been instructed.

She left her suitcase with the crew who would return them to her room, and climbed up the wild leek to the ship. It was a boastfully cruise ship, able to view as almost 2,000 rider plus the crew. At the top of the incline a bunch member scanned her ticket, then gave her a key card that would spread out her room and directed her to the lift that would take Emily to her deck of cards. Emily found her room, a small cabin with a single bed and no windows because it was in the interior of the ship. She found a note on her bed along with the welcome package that directed her to go to one of the staff part in an 60 minutes for her special orientation.

Emily hopped into the small cascade in the cabin to pick up after the flight and redid her makeup, then went to where the eminence directed her. The door to the situation said it was a Jenifer grating, head of Concierge table service. Emily knocked, then heard a voice from within telling her to figure.

interior was a rather plain stitch looking womanhood in her late 40, forgetful John Brown pilus and wearing the doll and blouse of one of the staff. She motioned to a seat and Emily sat down.

"Now I know Debbie talked through most of this with you but I want to go over the ground rules. You're not to beg any of the node. Either let them come near you or the staff will let you cognize about an interested cleaning woman,"Ms. grating said. She slid a small cellphone across the board to Emily."Keep this phone with you. You'll be expected to be on call option from noonday until 4 am so I suggest getting some eternal sleep when we're done here. You tip me out 20 % of whatever you make, and I will be expecting a minimum of $ 100 a day. You can descend by this position shortly before noonday each day to throw it off."

Emily nodded and took the phone."I think I can handle all that,"she said, and got up to leave.

"One more thing before you go,"Ms. Grate said."Lock the doorway will you ?"As she said that the sure-enough woman pushed her chairwoman back from her desk and hiked up her panties. As Emily locked the door to the office, Ms. Grate slide her panties down her stage, revealing a dark brown chaparral. She spread her branch and said,"I'm going to possess to puddle sure you're any good."

Emily went over and knelt between the woman's legs, running her helping hand up and down her second joint, leaning in to work out along the position of her crotch. Inside the mass of hair Ms. Grate's pussy opened up to reveal the wetness inside. She had obviously been anticipating this bit, so Emily didn't waste matter any time and dived in. She licked up and down, probing into the older woman's kitty-cat with her tongue, fucking her with it as she moaned. Ms. Grate ran her finger though Emily's short hair, then pulled her up so that Emily could focus on her button. Emily did as the old womanhood wanted, circling and rubbing it with her tongue, trying to get the concierge off as quickly as possible.

After a few transactions of serious care to her clit during which time Emily slid two finger into her kitty-cat to massage her g-spot, Ms. Grate bucked her pelvic girdle against Emily's face, squeezing her toilsome with her rosehip. Then she sat back with a suspiration, pushing Emily's case out from between her legs.

Emily wiped some of the cleaning lady's cum off her aspect and stood up."So ?"She asked with a smiling.

"You'll do. First timer orientation is at four. You should go so you know where everything is. Feel disengage to nap, no one will call you before then. Just keep the sound with you after that because you'll be on song. And I'll see you back her before noon tomorrow."With that Ms. grating dismissed her. Emily headed back to her cabin to wash her face and grab a nap. It was going to be an eventful trip.

When Emily woke up from her nap, she adjusted her composition again, then went to meet her preference chemical group. She arrived just before four to find a group of about XV cleaning lady milling around with a staff member checking names off a list. Emily went up to check into in and got a bangle that would get her nutrient and deglutition from the various restaurants and parallel bars. More woman arrived, and at a little after four the group set out on the tour.

Everyone in Emily's radical was also on their first cruise, so the tour focused on safety procedures, where the life history boats where and what to do if there was a fire. Once what was out of the way they were shown where the pools and gym were, the different restaurants and onboard terpsichore club. about of the restaurants served food that was included in the monetary value of the ticket, but there were a couple of see ones that guests had to pay for. Emily figures that she could get at least a couple of her ‘ particular date'to buy her a project meal.

Emily also spent some meter checking out the other cleaning lady in her group. Most were in their 40s or older, and about half had come as twain. There were a few women in their late twenties or mid-thirties, but Emily was the vernal by about five old age. She wondered if she'd be screwing any of them later.

When the orientation was over, Emily went up to the deck to see the ship overstretch away from the dock and take a few hitting off her juul. She was surprised by how footling movement she felt as the sail ship set sail. They'd be at sea that night, docking at some small island the next afternoon for people to go ashore and do touristed things. Emily was tthinking of going to one of the many bars to get a drinking, when the phone Ms. grate had given her buzzed.

There was a textbook message that read, ‘ Mary would wish to see you in her cabin at 5:30,'and gave the cabin number. It was just after five, so Emily took one last hit from her juul and headed back to her cabin. In her cabin she quickly brushed her dentition, then tossed some lube, condoms and a few toy into her bag, just in case The Virgin wanted to try any of them.

Virgin Mary's cabin was on one of the fancier decks, and on the exterior of the ship so she would sustain a window out onto the ocean, maybe even a balcony. Emily knocked, and a few seconds later the door unlocked and opened. Mary was a slightly over burthen woman in her fifty dollar bill, with shortly Zane Grey hairsbreadth in a simulated hawk, wearing a cooler top and some shorts. She stepped aside to let Emily into the cabin. The cabin was about twice the size of Emily's with a double bed, miniskirt bar, a few windows looking out onto the ocean and a door that Emily assumed spark advance to the bathroom.

"So you're the new female child,"Virgin Mary said as she looked Emily up and down with an appreciative eye.

"Yes ma'am !"Emily said with a smile."What can I do for you ?"

Mary sat down on the bed and laid back, manpower behind her head."Why don't you start by giving me a petty strip tease. There's $ 200 on the miniskirt bar for you."

Emily set her purse down on the mini bar, and put the pile of mid-twenties inside it. She was about to plow back and bug out a dance when Virgin Mary called out,"Grab me a beer from in there will you ?"

Emily opened the mini bar fridge, bending down from the shank to show off her legs and ass to Virgin Mary, and pulled out a can of beer. Either Madonna had stocked her electric refrigerator special, or the more expensive cabins had a different excerption, because the beer was from some microbrewery that Emily didn't recognize, as opposed to the Bud Light in her own electric refrigerator. She opened and handed the can to Mary, then started up some music on her phone to dance to.

The music was a playlist of some of Teegan and Sarah's more danceable poppycock, and Emily began swaying along to it. It was her favourite mix for stripping on cam, and she quickly got into it. She turned around and flipped up the hem of her sundress, showing off the thong she had changed into. Keeping her binding turned she kicked off her sandals and stripped off her dress until only the G-string was left. A back later a piece of framework hit her in the binding.

Emily turned to see that Blessed Virgin had taken off her shorts and had tossed them at her. She was now laying naked from the waist down, pegleg spread to discover a surprisingly small-scale pussy on such a big woman, with a lightheaded screening of greyish-brown pubic whisker. Taking the mite, Emily moved over to the bed and began to lay down between Blessed Virgin's legs.

"first with my feet,"Mary said, moving one towards Emily's mouth.

Emily took it and began to lick the sole of Mary's feet. They were calloused, but clean, the fair sex having obviously showered shortly before Emily arrived. When Emily ran her tongue between the sometime woman's toes, Mary gave an appreciative moan. She hadn't had a pedicure in years if ever, but she obviously loved having them licked. Emily spent about five second alternating between substructure before she began to kiss up Madonna's calves and thigh. Mary grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and put it underneath her ass to raise her pussy up.

Emily brought her mouth the the older adult female's slit and began licking. She let Blessed Virgin's moans guide her to the right places, and was soon flicking her clit as she slid first one then two fingerbreadth inside her."One in my ass too,"Mary groaned, and Emily did as she was told, first wetting her index finger in the woman's pussy then pushing it into her tight asshole.

Mary took a while to cum, and Emily's jaw and wrists were starting to get sore when the other woman finally began bucking and moaning against her face. Emily sat up on the bed trousering, pulling her digit from the other woman.

"Thanks. Totally needed that,"Mary said."I'm going to go take a shower. Maybe I'll see you again,"she said with a wink.

Emily took that as her cue to get dressed and leave. As she headed back to her cabin she checked her phone and saw that she had another appointment in an hour. And she needed to bring her strapon.

Emily decided she probably didn't have clock time to both eat and get quick, so she stopped on one of the exterior deck of cards to hit her juul again and grabbed a bottle of water and a granola bar from one of the snack station. She checked the deck of cards map to see where her future ‘ date'was, seeing that it was one of the largest cabins on one of the upper berth decks. She'd possess just enough clock time to get to her own cabin get her harness and a duo of dildos and get there. Emily ate her granola bar in the lift down to her cabin, hoping she'd have sentence to snap up some dinner after this date.

In her cabin Emily took off her thong, and put on her strapon harness underneath her clothes. She put two dildos that would fit the harness's O-ring into her purse, a short slim pink one and a larger soma coloured one. She washed her face and hands, touched up her composition and put on some more deodorant and a small bit of cologne. Then she left, hurrying off so she wouldn't be late.

Emily got to the cabin at just the prescribed time, and knocked. The room access opened immediately, revealing a shy looking adult female in her mid XXX. Emily recognized her as aanother first timekeeper from the spell earlier in the day. Her cabin was large and beautifully appointed, with a big businessman sized bed and a balcony looking out onto the circumstance sun. There was an open up nursing bottle of egg white wine on the desk, and two glasses, one half drunk already. As Emily stepped into the cabin the other cleaning lady closed and locked the door behind her.

The woman stuck out her deal and said,"I'm Christy."

Emily took it and introduced herself, watching the woman blush as they shook manus."Don't be nervous,"Emily said."I'm here for whatever you want."

Christy blushed deeper as she dropped Emily's manus."Would you like a drink ?"She asked, as she poured More wine into her own glass then picked them both up. Emily followed as Christy led them out onto her balcony and set the deoxyephedrine down on a board in straw man of a honey place. She sat and Emily sat beside her, taking her crank and having a sip. Christy took a big drink of her own wine-coloured, sitting straight up, tense.

Emily was about to say something when Christy blurted out,"I've never done this before !"

"That's ok sweetie,"Emily said."We can deal this at whatever yard you want."

"No, I mean I've never even kissed a lady friend,"Christy said."I can't believe I even came on this cruise, and now you're here and I don't know what to do !"

Emily suppressed a laugh, not wanting to offend the woman, and reached over to pop out rubbing her back."Don't worry about it. We can do as much or as picayune as you want. Do you want to talk about it ?"

Christy sighed, leaning forward to let Emily massage her cover through her jersey."My husband left me for his ex six calendar month ago. I tried to be a well woman of the house, but I just couldn't make it work. I'm just so tired of hiding who I am, and I thought this cruise could be fun. Then I heard there were fille like you, I thought maybe a professional for my first meter ..."Christy finished the final of her wine-coloured with a bingle gulp, and pulled out a large number of cigarettes and a hoy."Would you like one ?"She asked offering the pack to Emily. Emily took one and after Christy lit her cigarette she took the ignitor and lit her own. They both took a few drag in silence, then Christy put her cigarette down in the ashtray, leaned over and kissed Emily.

Christy tasted like smoke and wine, and Emily carefully put down her own cigarette without breaking the kiss, making sure not to accidentally sting the woman. Christy opened her lip, and Emily took it as an invitation to slide her lingua into the former char's back talk. Christy's hands began to vagabond over Emily's arms and back, and Emily leaned back on the sofa so that Christy was half laying on top of her. Christy's hand found one of Emily's breasts and began to gently knead it, getting her nipples hard. Emily returned the favour my grabbing Christy's ass, sliding her manus under her underdrawers to squeeze her keister through her panties.

They made out like that for a while, until there was a wolf whistle from one of the balconies to the incline of them, and Emily looked up to see a mates of women watching appreciatively from the balcony next doorway. Emily waved to them, then said,"Why don't we head inside ?"

Christy nodded, panting, and grabbed Emily's deal to conduct her deep down. As soon as they got inside, Christy began frantically pulling off her clothes until she was naked, revealing a slightly roly-poly belly, waxed puss and still firm chest. Emily went up to her, and pushed her back so she fell onto the bed. When Christy was laying down Emily lay down beside her and took one breast into her mouth, circling the nipple with her tongue. She let her manus run down Christy's breadbasket until she found her wet slit between her legs. Christy moaned and arched her back, pushing her mamilla into Emily's mouth as she was fingered. Almost immediately Christy came as Emily rubbed her button, covering her mouth to try and keep quiet.

Emily kept strumming Christy's clit as she shook with the aftershocks, until Christy finally pushed her hand away. She leaned up on her elbows and asked,"You brought a strapon, right ?"

Emily gave her a straightaway kiss and said,"Of course. Did you want to wear it or should I ?"

"You wear it. I want to get love !"

Emily stood up and stripped off her dress so that she was wearing only the harness. She pulled the two dildos out of her purse and held them up."Which one do you require ?"She asked.

"Definitely the big one,"Christy said, her eyes a little wide.

Emily undid the clasps at the front of the harness and slip the dildo through the O-ring, the buckled it back tight so the sham cock was standing out erect from her privates. Then she rolled a safety onto the dildo, gave it a little jet of lube just in case and climbed onto the bed. She was going to ask Christy what perspective she wanted when the woman grabbed Emily's pecker and began guiding it to her pussy as she lay back on the bed. Emily lay on top of Christy, their breasts pressing together as Emily slowly slid her shoulder strap into Christy, kissing her as she moaned.

"Fuuuuuuuck,"Christy groaned as Emily slid all the way to the hilt in her wet pussy, her hands grabbing Emily's ass and trying to drive her deeper. Emily began to slowly fuck in and out, kissing Christy and playing with her breasts as she did. Christy was in ecstasy, writhing on the bed as she was pounded by Emily's cock. Cristy's slit was soaking the bed underneath them when she put her script to Emily's chest, pushing her back and making her stop.

"Did you require me to slow down ? Stop ?"Emily asked.

"God no,"Christy panted."I want to roll out over."

Emily giggled, and pulled out, letting Christy get down on all fours in figurehead of her, presenting her throbbing kitty-cat for Emily once again. Emily grabbed Christy's rosehip, and pushed her turncock inside her, watching it lantern slide in underneath Christy's cute Brown shit. Christy moaned, one of her hands moving to her clit, her head and chest resting on the bed. Emily matched the pace of her drive to Christy's moans and movements, watching and feeling her bridge player move faster and more frantically on her clit.

Within minutes Christy was hit by another sexual climax and collapsed under Emily. Emily pulled her stopcock out, standing up. She used some Kleenex to wipe Christy's succus off the shoulder strap and roll the condom off of it, then unbuckled the dildo from the strap and put it back in her purse while Christy lay panting on the bed.

Emily sat down beside the char and asked,"Was it what you hoped for ?"

"God yes,"Christy said, rolling onto her back."How very much do I owe you ?"

"Let's say $ 250, because I used my strap,"Emily said.

"Ok,"Christy said and got up off the bed and went to seize her purse. She pulled a voltaic pile of twenties out and counted them, then handed them to Emily."There's $ 300. You earned the tip."

Emily took the money and gave Christy one endure candy kiss, then pulled on her dress and slipped out of the room. She checked her telephone set, but there were no subject matter about appointments yet, so she decided to find a bar to grab a drinking and something to eat.

It felt a bit unearthly walking around wearing her shoulder strap harness, but since it was basically just a duad of panties with some straps to maintain the O-ring on it wasn't uncomfortable. She found one of the minor bars that served nutrient, and grabbed a nates at the bar. The bartender, a Edward Young fair sex about Emily's age came over and handed her a menu.

"Would you like something to salute ?"She asked.

"Vodka cranberry,"Emily said."And if you give me a bit, I'll get something to eat."

"Vodka cranberry coming up !"The barkeep mixed up Emily's drinking and put it on a coaster in front of her."Have you decided what you'd like to eat ?"

"I'll charter a volaille burger and some kid,"Emily said, handing back the menu.

"No problem,"said the bartender, and put the lodge into a computing device behind the bar."Enjoying the trip so far ?"

"It's been busy,"Emily said with a laugh."Ms. grate has me running all over the ship."

"Oh, are you staff ? I saw your low time bracelet so I assumed you're a passenger."

"Not faculty, but not exactly a passenger either,"Emily said, not sure if she should tell the adult female why she was there.

"Ohhh, you're one of those lady friend !"

Emily shrugged."Hope that's not a problem for you."

"Nope !"The barkeeper said, and gave Emily an appraising expression."Too bad they don't pay us much, you're probably out of my price range. But if you want I could manoeuvre a charwoman or two here your way."

Emily checked her phone to confirm she hadn't been texted any new appointments yet."Let me eat first. I need a bit of a break."

"No problem,"the bartender said with a laugh."I'm Sarah by the way."

"Emily,"Emily said and shook her hand.

Sarah went off to discipline on some early patron, and Emily browsed her phone, updating her sociable media and checking on the sales from her Clips4Sale invoice. Sales were pretty normal, but she was going to have to put up some new video recording soon so that masses wouldn't get bored. Maybe she could do some onanism television when she wasn't working Emily thought.

Emily's sandwich arrived, and she hungrily devoured it, then started picking at her fries as she continued to pasture her phone. When she was done she pushed the collection plate away, and Sarah came to foot it up.

"There's a char down at the early end of the bar who'd like to buy you a drink, if you're not booked up yet,"Sarah said.

Emily looked over to see an athletic looking butch with hair in a stringent pony tail at the other end of the bar who raised her glass to them."Sure, send her Down,"Emily said.

Sarah went back over to the charwoman and said something to her. The butch finished her potable, then walked over and took a hindquarters beside Emily."Do you like tequila ?"She asked Emily.

"Sure matter !"Emily said."I'm Emily by they way."

"Of course you are cutie. I'm Taylor."Taylor then ordered two tequila on the rocks. They were off the premium carte du jour, not included with the cruise, and cost $ 45 each. While they waited for their drinks Taylor put her helping hand on Emily's second joint and gave her a trivial squeeze."Is this your first cruise ?"

"It is,"Emily said."What about you ?"

"Oh, I've been coming every couple of yr for a prospicient clock time. It's a corking way to relax."Sarah brought them their tequila and Emily and Taylor clinked trash. The tequila was smooth and harsh at the like prison term, and Emily took a small sip. It was much decent than any of the tequila that Emily had at a club doing stroke, and she savoured it.

"So how much to come back to my room with me ?"Taylor asked.

"Depends on what you're looking for,"Emily said."It starts at $ 200 for some very good oral examination, and I happen to ingest my strap with me."

"Mmm, I have my own shoulder strap little girl. What if I said I wanted to eat you out then fuck your ass ?"

Emily though fast. It had been a while since she had anything with child than a belittled buttplug in her ass, but so long as the strap wasn't too big and they had lots of lubricant, she should be ok."$ 350,"Emily said.

"Done,"Deems Taylor said, and finished her deglutition. She waved over Sarah, and signed the bill so that the drinks would be charged to her account."Drink up and lets hit the road."

Emily finished her drink, and followed Zachary Taylor out of the bar. On the way out Taylor stopped at the ATM that was in the bar and took out a wad of cash. She led Emily to the elevator, and took her to the same pack of cards that Emily's cabin was on, though on the early side of the ship. Taylor's cabin was the same size of it and layout as Emily's. The charwoman obviously had money if she was buying top shelf tequila and Emily's time, but she was spending it on things beside her room. Emily sat down on the bed, waiting to see what Taylor would do.

Taylor locked the threshold and immediately began to clean. She pulled off her shirt and sports bra in one motion, throwing them aside to let on her hairy axilla, toned stomach and rather bombastic, slightly saggy knocker. Then she undid her jeans and pulled them off so she was standing there in her boxers."Your turn,"Elizabeth Taylor said with a wicked smile.

Emily pulled off her sun garb and kicked off her sandals, then leaned back and slid the strap harness down her legs, leaving her naked on Taylor's bed. President Taylor came over and grabbed Emily's coxa, pulling them to the border of the bed and spreading her legs. Then she knelt between them, and immediately latched her lip to Emily's kitty-cat. There was no affectionate up or foreplay, just a wet tongue suddenly pushing inside Emily. Emily moaned involuntarily as Taylor began to tongue piece of tail her, her nose occasionally brushing Emily's clit and sending out little shock of pleasure.

Taylor moved her tongue to Emily's clit and began sucking on it as she pushed first one, then two fingers into her kitty. Fortunately between Deems Taylor's saliva and the input, Emily was wet enough that they slid right in. Elizabeth Taylor quickly found Emily's g-spot and began curling her finger's breadth against the squashy bit of soma. Emily moaned. Taylor didn't dissipation any time, she just went straight for the persona that felt the Charles Herbert Best. When Taylor pulled her finger's breadth from Emily's pussy she let out a groan of frustration, which was quickly replaced with one of electrical shock as Taylor's index finger pressed against her asshole. The greasy finger's breadth quickly slid inside, expanding Emily's sphincter muscle. It was followed by a second finger, opening Emily up in a way that was both pleasurable and slightly painful.

Taylor kept working her mouth against Emily's button and her fingers in her ass, until suddenly and a bit unexpectedly, Emily found herself grabbing the spinal column of the former adult female's head, trying to increase the pressure of her tongue as she came. As the aftershocks began to steady down down, Emily had to push Taylor's headway away, too sensitive for Sir Thomas More attention.

Taylor stood up, a yucky grin on her face. Then she opened a drawer in her dresser and pulled something out. She held up a dildo attached to a harness. There was a small parting that would go inside the wearer's slit, and a larger dildo for fucking her better half."Think you can convey it ?"Taylor asked.

Emily looked at the strap. It was in between the size of the two dildos she had for her own strap, but she'd used larger thing in her ass sometimes for videos or on cam."For sure,"Emily said."I've got some lubricant and rubber in my purse."

"Oh, I came gear up,"Taylor said, dropping her boxer and sliding one end of the toy into her hirsute snatch. Then she buckled it on, and grabbed a condom from the Same drawer the harness came out of. She ripped it open and quickly rolled it down the strap, then took a bottle of lube and liberally applied some to the toy."On all fours slut,"Taylor commanded, and Emily obeyed. She rolled over and propped herself up on hands and articulatio genus, presenting her ass to Joseph Deems Taylor. Taylor squirted some more lube onto her fingerbreadth, and massaged it into Emily's asshole.

Then the tip of the strap pressed against Emily's asshole, and slowly but surely began to adjure in. Emily gasped as the toy opened her up, gravid than anything she had had in months. The lube helped, but it still hurt. Emily leaned her face down, grabbing and squeezing a pillow, trying not to cry out. After what felt like an eternity Taylor bottomed out the dildo in Emily's ass, her thigh pressing into Emily's legs. Emily panted, trying to focalize on the pleasurable aspects.

"Play with yourself whore,"Taylor grunted, as she began to slowly fuck Emily's arsehole. Emily obeyed, one deal flying to her pussy and beginning to rub her button, trying to let the delight out weigh the nuisance. Taylor kept a slow and steady stride, withdrawing her strap almost completely, then sliding it back in to the foundation. Emily kept playing with herself, starting to relish the fullness in her asshole, squeezing back against it.

One of President Taylor's men reached down and grabbed Emily's white meat, mauling and pinching it as she increased the gait of her poke."That's it whore, use up my dick in your ass,"Taylor grunted, panting as the end of the dildo in her pussy worked her close to the border. Finally she bottomed out the strap in Emily's ass one finale time, and collapsed on top of the smaller young woman with a shudder.

They lay together panting for a minute of arc, then Taylor rolled over, pulling the strap from Emily's asshole with a wet lube fart. While Zachary Taylor lay there in the afterglow, Emily went into the small bathroom and closed the threshold behind her. She sat down on the throne and pushed as often of the lube from her ass as she could while she peed, the wiped and cleaned herself up a bit. Elizabeth Taylor was still lying on the bed, cock sating up straight, but she was starting to snore lightly with half closed middle. Emily tossed her own strap harness into her purse, grabbed the immediate payment, and pulled her sundress back on.

Emily quietly left the cabin carrying her handbag in one hand, sandals in the other, limping slightly from the soreness in her ass. She checked her earpiece and saw that there was another designation waiting for her. Emily sent back that she would be a few minutes late, she needed to hold back by her cabin and clean up a little.

In her cabin Emily took a couple of Advil that she washed down with a beer from her mini bar. Then she hoped into the cascade and had a speedy wash drawing, making sure to get any remaining lubricator from her ass. When she was out of the exhibitor, Emily dried off and put on a new thong and clean annulus and wet shirt. Hopefully the side by side char would only need to be eaten out, Emily thought to herself as she left her cabin .