Prologue

Emily has finished off her cam show for the Nox, and was just saying adieu to her viewers when she got a private message request from one of her fixture. She accepted, expecting to schedule a buck private or fetish show.

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

‘ As always,'Debbie typed back. She was one of the few fair sex 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 girls also dabbled in prostitution, but Emily's tastes didn't run in the guidance of almost of the people who would be her client. On the other hand, Debbie was a woman so Emily decided to hear her out. ‘ What is it ?'

‘ You're into young lady right ?'

‘ Ya,'Emily typed back. She was gay in fact, and did cam show with some of the other female child in the business from prison term to fourth dimension. ‘ Are you looking to converge up or something ?'

‘ Not exactly,'Debbie sent. ‘ I work for Olivia sail. We do cruises in the Caribbean specifically for queer cleaning woman. 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 women in their twenties who are available for ‘ paid company.'One of our girl canceled at the finale minute. Do you have a passport ?'

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

‘ You get half price on a single cabin slate, nutrient and booze included. The staff steer any interested women your way, and you tip them out 20 % of whatever you make. Most of the little girl in the past tense have asked for $ 200 for an hour. It's a ten day cruise that leaves from FL next Friday."

While Debbie gave her the claim schedule and cabin price, Emily did some warm maths. The cabin would be $ 600 and the restitution plane ticket would be $ 800. Add in another $ 200-300 for some new apparel and incident costs, and she would need to see two or three char a day to make any money. Emily figures she could do that. Especially if she found some charwoman into kinky shit that she could turn on excess for.

‘ Alright, I'll do it,'Emily said, and started making readiness. She bought her plane ticket, and made an designation to get rise and have her tomentum 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 vacation !

Day one

Emily took a red eye into Miami and caught a shuttlecock bus from the airdrome to the haven where the ship was leaving from. She had decided on a light femme chic looking at for the misstep, lots of sun attire, shorts and pastel shirts and a couple of not too revealing two-piece. She didn't want to look like a street walker, as she figured that wouldn't be what the women on the cruise were looking for. She was wearing a unforesightful but not too short sundress with pink flowers on it, a pair of sandals, boy brusk scanty and no bra over her modest chest. She arrived to the seaport just as early on embarkment was starting as she had been instructed.

She left her bags with the bunch who would deliver them to her room, and climbed up the ramp to the ship. It was a orotund sail ship, able to hold almost 2,000 rider plus the gang. At the top of the ramp a crew member scanned her tag, then gave her a key card that would afford her room and directed her to the lift that would take on Emily to her deck. Emily found her room, a small cabin with a single bed and no window because it was in the interior of the ship. She found a note on her bed along with the receive package that directed her to go to one of the staff berth in an minute for her exceptional orientation.

Emily hopped into the small shower in the cabin to clean up after the flight and redid her makeup, then went to where the bill directed her. The threshold to the post said it was a Jenifer Grate, head teacher of Concierge Robert William Service. Emily knocked, then heard a spokesperson from within telling her to figure.

inside was a rather champaign looking woman in her late forties, unretentive brown hair and wearing the skirt and blouse of one of the faculty. She motioned to a rear end and Emily sat down.

"Now I know Debbie talked through most of this with you but I want to go over the footing pattern. You're not to solicit any of the Edgar Guest. Either let them come on you or the staff will let you know about an interested cleaning lady,"Ms. Grate said. She slid a minor cellphone across the table to Emily."support this phone with you. You'll be expected to be on phone call from noon until 4 am so I suggest getting some 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 come by this office shortly before high noon each day to drop it off."

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

"One more thing before you go,"Ms. Grate said."Lock the room access will you ?"As she said that the older char pushed her chairperson back from her desk and hiked up her panties. As Emily locked the door to the office, Ms. grate slide her panty down her pegleg, revealing a morose Brown University bush. She spread her legs and said,"I'm going to have to score sure as shooting you're any good."

Emily went over and knelt between the fair sex's peg, running her manpower up and down her thighs, leaning in to lick along the side of her crotch. Inside the muckle of hair's-breadth Ms. grate's kitty opened up to reveal the wetness inside. She had obviously been anticipating this import, so Emily didn't waste any time and dived in. She licked up and down, probing into the onetime char's puss with her glossa, fucking her with it as she moaned. Ms. grate ran her fingers though Emily's short tomentum, then pulled her up so that Emily could focus on her clit. Emily did as the older woman wanted, circling and rubbing it with her tongue, trying to get the concierge off as quickly as possible.

After a few proceedings of dangerous attention to her clit during which time Emily slid two fingers into her kitty-cat to rub down her g-spot, Ms. Grate bucked her pelvic arch against Emily's face, squeezing her hard with her hips. Then she sat back with a suspiration, pushing Emily's face out from between her legs.

Emily wiped some of the woman's cum off her brass and stood up."So ?"She asked with a smile.

"You'll do. get-go timers predilection is at four. You should go so you know where everything is. flavour free people to nap, no one will call you before then. Just preserve the phone with you after that because you'll be on yell. And I'll see you back her before noontide tomorrow."With that Ms. Grate 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 makeup again, then went to get together her orientation grouping. She arrived just before four to find a group of about fifteen women milling around with a staff fellow member checking names off a tilt. Emily went up to check in and got a watchband that would get her food and drinking from the various restaurants and bars. to a greater extent char arrived, and at a footling after four the radical set out on the tour.

Everyone in Emily's grouping was also on their first sail, so the tour focused on safety device procedures, where the life gravy boat where and what to do if there was a fervency. Once what was out of the way they were shown where the pools and gym were, the different restaurant and onboard saltation club. virtually of the restaurant served food that was included in the price of the slate, but there were a couple of fancy ones that guests had to pay for. Emily figures that she could get at least a couple of her ‘ day of the month'to buy her a go for meal.

Emily also spent some time checking out the other women in her chemical group. near were in their 40s or one-time, and about half had come as couples. There were a few cleaning woman in their latterly twenties or thirty, but Emily was the vernal by about five years. She wondered if she'd be screwing any of them later.

When the orientation was over, Emily went up to the pack of cards to watch the ship pull away from the dock and take a few hits off her juul. She was surprised by how little drift she felt as the sail ship set sail. They'd be at sea that dark, docking at some little island the side by side afternoon for multitude to go ashore and do touristed matter. Emily was tthinking of going to one of the many stripe to get a potable, when the phone Ms. Grate had given her buzzed.

There was a text message that read, ‘ Madonna would like to see you in her cabin at 5:30,'and gave the cabin numeral. 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 teeth, then tossed some lubricating substance, condoms and a few miniature into her purse, just in case Mary wanted to try any of them.

Mary's cabin was on one of the enthusiast decks, and on the outside of the ship so she would possess a window out onto the ocean, maybe even a balcony. Emily knocked, and a few seconds later the doorway unlocked and opened. Mary was a slightly over weight woman in her 1950s, with short grayness fuzz in a faux hawk, wearing a tank top and some shorts. She stepped aside to let Emily into the cabin. The cabin was about twice the sizing of Emily's with a double over bed, mini bar, a few window looking out onto the ocean and a room access that Emily assumed lead to the bathroom.

"So you're the new little girl,"Blessed Virgin said as she looked Emily up and down with an appreciative eye.

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

Madonna sat down on the bed and laid back, hands behind her capitulum."Why don't you start by giving me a lilliputian leach tease. There's $ 200 on the miniskirt bar for you."

Emily set her wrinkle down on the miniskirt bar, and put the deal of twenties inside it. She was about to turn back and start a dance when Mary called out,"Grab me a beer from in there will you ?"

Emily opened the mini bar fridge, bending down from the waist to show off her wooden leg and ass to Mary, and pulled out a can of beer. Either Mary had stocked her fridge special, or the more expensive cabins had a dissimilar extract, because the beer was from some microbrewery that Emily didn't recognize, as opposed to the Bud Christ Within in her own fridge. She opened and handed the can to Mary, then started up some medicine on her telephone to dance to.

The music was a playlist of some of Teegan and Sarah's more danceable stuff and nonsense, and Emily began swaying along to it. It was her favorite 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 back turned she kicked off her sandals and stripped off her wearing apparel until only the G-string was left. A second later a opus of fabric hit her in the dorsum.

Emily turned to see that Mary had taken off her shorts and had tossed them at her. She was now laying naked from the shank down, wooden leg spread head to expose a surprisingly low pussycat on such a big charwoman, with a get down covering of grey-brown pubic hair. Taking the speck, Emily moved over to the bed and began to lay down between Mary's legs.

"Start with my understructure,"The Virgin said, moving one towards Emily's mouth.

Emily took it and began to thrash the sol of Blessed Virgin's invertebrate foot. They were calloused, but clean, the cleaning lady having obviously showered shortly before Emily arrived. When Emily ran her glossa between the sr. char's toes, Mary gave an appreciative moan. She hadn't had a pedicure in geezerhood 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 thighs. Mary grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and put it underneath her ass to raise her pussycat up.

Emily brought her oral fissure the the erstwhile char's slit and began licking. She let Mary's moans guide her to the right stead, 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 cleaning woman's kitty-cat 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 adult female finally began bucking and moaning against her face. Emily sat up on the bed heaving, pulling her fingers from the early adult female.

"Thanks. Totally needed that,"Blessed Virgin said."I'm going to go take a exhibitioner. 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 time of day. And she needed to impart her strapon.

Emily decided she probably didn't have time to both eat and get quick, so she stopped on one of the out of doors decks to hit her juul again and grabbed a bottle of water and a granola bar from one of the bite stations. She checked the deck map to see where her side by side ‘ date'was, seeing that it was one of the orotund cabins on one of the upper decks. She'd have just enough sentence to get to her own cabin get her harness and a duo of dildos and get there. Emily ate her granola bar in the elevator down to her cabin, hoping she'd have time to seize some dinner after this date.

In her cabin Emily took off her thong, and put on her strapon harness underneath her apparel. She put two dildos that would fit the harness's O-ring into her purse, a abruptly slim pink one and a with child flesh coloured one. She washed her face and manpower, touched up her constitution and put on some more deodorant and a little bit of cologne water. Then she left, hurrying off so she wouldn't be late.

Emily got to the cabin at just the appoint time, and knocked. The threshold opened immediately, revealing a shy looking woman in her mid thirties. Emily recognized her as aanother first timer from the hitch earlier in the day. Her cabin was turgid and beautifully appointed, with a male monarch sized bed and a balcony looking out onto the setting sun. There was an open bottleful of white wine on the desk, and two glasses, one half drunkard already. As Emily stepped into the cabin the early woman closed and locked the threshold behind her.

The adult female stuck out her hand and said,"I'm Christy."

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

Christy blushed deeper as she dropped Emily's hand."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 glasses down on a table in front of a love can. She sat and Emily sat beside her, taking her crank and having a sip. Christy took a big drink of her own wine, sitting straight up, tense.

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

"That's ok steady,"Emily said."We can ingest this at whatever pace you want."

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

Emily suppressed a laugh, not wanting to spite the char, and reached over to start rubbing her back."Don't vexation about it. We can do as much or as lilliputian as you want. Do you need to tattle about it ?"

Christy sighed, leaning forward to let Emily massage her back through her t-shirt."My hubby left me for his ex six months ago. I tried to be a good lady 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 girls like you, I thought maybe a professional for my first clip ..."Christy finished the lowest of her wine with a one gulp, and pulled out a pack of fag and a lighter."Would you like one ?"She asked offering the pack to Emily. Emily took one and after Christy lit her cigarette she took the lighter and lit her own. They both took a few puff 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 indisputable not to accidentally burn the woman. Christy opened her lip, and Emily took it as an invitation to slither her tongue into the other woman's mouth. Christy's manpower began to roam over Emily's arm and back, and Emily leaned back on the lounge so that Christy was half laying on top of her. Christy's manus found one of Emily's breasts and began to gently massage it, getting her mamilla hard. Emily returned the party favor my grabbing Christy's ass, sliding her manus under her boxershorts to squeeze her stern through her panties.

They made out like that for a while, until there was a wildcat whistling from one of the balconies to the side of them, and Emily looked up to see a couple of woman watching appreciatively from the balcony next door. Emily waved to them, then said,"Why don't we head inside ?"

Christy nodded, panting, and grabbed Emily's hired man to lead her within. As soon as they got inside, Christy began frantically pulling off her clothes until she was naked, revealing a slightly roly-poly stomach, waxed pussy and still firm bosom. 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 back talk, circling the nipple with her tongue. She let her mitt run down Christy's stomach until she found her wet slit between her branch. Christy moaned and arched her back, pushing her nipple into Emily's mouth as she was fingered. Almost immediately Christy came as Emily rubbed her clit, covering her oral cavity 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 cubitus and asked,"You brought a strapon, right ?"

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

"You wear it. I want to get have it away !"

Emily stood up and stripped off her frock 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 need ?"She asked.

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

Emily undid the clasps at the front of the harness and slither the dildo through the O-ring, the buckled it back tight so the fake stopcock was standing out erect from her crotch. Then she rolled a condom onto the dildo, gave it a minuscule squirt of lubricating substance just in case and climbed onto the bed. She was going to ask Christy what position she wanted when the woman grabbed Emily's turncock 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 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 push her deeper. Emily began to slowly screw 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 pussy was soaking the bed underneath them when she put her helping hand to Emily's chest, pushing her back and making her stop.

"Did you want me to slow up down ? turn back ?"Emily asked.

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

Emily giggled, and pulled out, letting Christy get down on all fours in battlefront of her, presenting her pounding pussy for Emily once again. Emily grabbed Christy's hip, and pushed her tool inside her, watching it slide in underneath Christy's cute brownish bastard. Christy moaned, one of her helping hand moving to her clit, her oral sex and breast resting on the bed. Emily matched the pace of her drive to Christy's groan and motility, watching and feeling her mitt movement faster and more frantically on her clit.

Within min Christy was hit by another sexual climax and collapsed under Emily. Emily pulled her cock out, standing up. She used some Kleenex to wipe Christy's succus off the strap and roll the safety 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 woman and asked,"Was it what you hoped for ?"

"God yes,"Christy said, rolling onto her back."How 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 snaffle her pocketbook. She pulled a cumulation 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 end kiss, then pulled on her dress and slipped out of the way. She checked her phone, but there were no messages about appointments yet, so she decided to find a bar to grab a drink and something to eat.

It felt a bit weird walking around wearing her strap harness, but since it was basically just a twosome of scanty with some straps to hold the O-ring on it wasn't uncomfortable. She found one of the smaller bars that served food, and grabbed a seat at the bar. The barman, a Lester Willis Young woman about Emily's age came over and handed her a menu.

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

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

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

"I'll learn a chicken burger and some minor,"Emily said, handing back the menu.

"No problem,"said the mixologist, and put the purchase order into a computer behind the bar."Enjoying the trip so far ?"

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

"Oh, are you staff ? I saw your number one metre bracelet so I assumed you're a passenger."

"Not staff, but not exactly a passenger either,"Emily said, not for sure if she should tell the fair sex why she was there.

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

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

"Nope !"The bartender said, and gave Emily an valuate looking."Too bad they don't pay us much, you're probably out of my monetary value ambit. But if you want I could point a fair sex or two here your way."

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

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

"Emily,"Emily said and shook her hand.

Sarah went off to break on some other supporter, and Emily browsed her earpiece, updating her social mass medium and checking on the sales from her Clips4Sale score. sales were pretty normal, but she was going to give birth to put up some new video soon so that multitude wouldn't get bored. Maybe she could do some masturbation TV 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 crop her phone. When she was done she pushed the plate away, and Sarah came to pick it up.

"There's a woman down at the former 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 wet pony backside at the former end of the bar who raised her glass to them."Sure, send her John L. H. Down,"Emily said.

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

"Sure thing !"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 bounty menu, not included with the cruise, and cost $ 45 each. While they waited for their deglutition Taylor put her script on Emily's thigh and gave her a little liquidity crisis."Is this your first cruise ?"

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

"Oh, I've been coming every dyad of years for a prospicient time. It's a great way to relax."Sarah brought them their tequila and Emily and Joseph Deems Taylor clinked spectacles. The tequila was smooth and harsh at the same time, and Emily took a small sip. It was much nicer than any of the tequila that Emily had at a nightspot doing shots, and she savoured it.

"So how a good deal to get along back to my room with me ?"Taylor asked.

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

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

Emily though fast. It had been a piece since she had anything cock-a-hoop than a small buttplug in her ass, but so long as the shoulder strap wasn't too big and they had lots of lubricator, she should be ok."$ 350,"Emily said.

"Done,"Elizabeth Taylor said, and finished her boozing. She waved over Sarah, and signed the beak so that the drinks would be charged to her chronicle."drunkenness up and lets hit the road."

Emily finished her drink, and followed Taylor out of the bar. On the way out Zachary 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 Lapplander deck that Emily's cabin was on, though on the other side of the ship. Taylor's cabin was the same sizing and layout as Emily's. The woman 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 doorway and immediately began to rifle. She pulled off her shirt and sports bra in one motion, throwing them aside to give away her hairy armpits, toned stomach and rather large, slightly saggy breasts. Then she undid her jeans and pulled them off so she was standing there in her boxers."Your turn,"Taylor said with a revolting smile.

Emily pulled off her sun dress and kicked off her sandals, then leaned back and slid the strap harness down her stage, leaving her naked on Taylor's bed. Taylor came over and grabbed Emily's rose hip, pulling them to the boundary of the bed and spreading her legs. Then she knelt between them, and immediately latched her oral fissure to Emily's pussy. There was no lovesome up or foreplay, just a wet tongue suddenly pushing inside Emily. Emily moaned involuntarily as Joseph Deems Taylor began to tongue shtup her, her nose occasionally brushing Emily's clit and sending out little electrical shock of pleasure.

Taylor moved her tongue to Emily's clit and began sucking on it as she pushed first one, then two finger's breadth into her pussy. Fortunately between Taylor's saliva and the stimulus, Emily was wet enough that they slid rightfield in. Taylor quickly found Emily's g-spot and began curling her finger's breadth against the spongy bit of soma. Emily moaned. Taylor didn't waste any time, she just went straight for the parts that felt the honorable. When Joseph Deems Taylor pulled her fingers from Emily's kitty she let out a groan of defeat, which was quickly replaced with one of blow as Elizabeth Taylor's indicator finger pressed against her asshole. The sebaceous finger quickly slid inside, expanding Emily's sphincter muscle. It was followed by a second digit, opening Emily up in a way that was both gratifying and slightly painful.

Deems Taylor kept working her mouth against Emily's clit and her digit in her ass, until suddenly and a bit unexpectedly, Emily found herself grabbing the back of the other fair sex's point, trying to increase the pressure of her tongue as she came. As the aftershocks began to root down, Emily had to push Zachary Taylor's head away, too medium for more attention.

Taylor stood up, a skanky smile on her look. 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-scale part that would go inside the wearer's slit, and a expectant dildo for fucking her partner."Think you can take it ?"Joseph Deems Taylor asked.

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

"Oh, I came prepared,"Taylor said, dropping her boxers and sliding one end of the toy into her hairy pussy. Then she buckled it on, and grabbed a safe from the same drawer the harness came out of. She ripped it open and quickly rolled it down the strap, then took a bottleful of lube and liberally applied some to the toy."On all Little Joe slut,"Taylor commanded, and Emily obeyed. She rolled over and propped herself up on hands and human knee, presenting her ass to Taylor. Taylor squirted some more lubricating substance onto her digit, and massaged it into Emily's asshole.

Then the tip of the strap pressed against Emily's cocksucker, and slowly but surely began to press in. Emily gasped as the toy opened her up, larger than anything she had had in months. The lube helped, but it still hurt. Emily leaned her boldness 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 press into Emily's legs. Emily panted, trying to concentre on the pleasurable aspects.

"Play with yourself whore,"Taylor grunted, as she began to slowly piece of ass Emily's motherfucker. Emily obeyed, one hired hand flying to her pussy and beginning to rub her clit, trying to let the pleasure out weigh the pain in the ass. Taylor kept a slow and steady pace, withdrawing her strap almost completely, then sliding it back in to the base. Emily kept playing with herself, starting to enjoy the fullness in her arsehole, squeezing back against it.

One of Elizabeth Taylor's bridge player reached down and grabbed Emily's breast, mauling and pinching it as she increased the pace of her poking."That's it whore, take my cock in your ass,"Taylor grunted, panting as the end of the dildo in her pussy worked her conclusion to the edge. Finally she bottomed out the strap in Emily's ass one last time, and collapsed on top of the pocket-size fille with a shudder.

They lay together panting for a minute, then Taylor rolled over, pulling the strap from Emily's asshole with a wet lubricator breaking wind. While Elizabeth Taylor lay there in the afterglow, Emily went into the small bath and closed the door behind her. She sat down on the throne and pushed as much of the lube from her ass as she could while she make water, the wiped and cleaned herself up a bit. Taylor was still lying on the bed, cock sating up straight, but she was starting to saw logs lightly with half fill up eyes. Emily tossed her own strap harness into her pocketbook, grabbed the cash, and pulled her sundress back on.

Emily quietly left the cabin carrying her purse in one paw, sandals in the early, limping slightly from the soreness in her ass. She checked her phone and saw that there was another naming waiting for her. Emily sent back that she would be a few minutes late, she needed to hold back by her cabin and cleanse up a little.

In her cabin Emily took a couple of Advil that she washed down with a beer from her miniskirt bar. Then she hoped into the shower and had a promptly washing, making sure to get any remaining lubricant from her ass. When she was out of the exhibitioner, Emily dried off and put on a new thong and neat skirt and stiff shirt. Hopefully the following char would only want to be eaten out, Emily thought to herself as she left her cabin .