Prologue

Emily has finished off her cam show for the night, and was just saying goodbye to her witness when she got a private subject matter postulation from one of her regulars. She accepted, expecting to schedule a private or fetish show.

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

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

Emily knew that some cam girls also dabbled in prostitution, but Emily's sense of taste didn't run in the directions of most of the masses who would be her clients. On the early hand, Debbie was a woman so Emily decided to see her out. ‘ What is it ?'

‘ You're into girls right ?'

‘ Ya,'Emily typed back. She was gay in fact, and did cam shows with some of the other girls in the business enterprise from meter to metre. ‘ Are you looking to run into up or something ?'

‘ Not exactly,'Debbie sent. ‘ I work for Olivia Cruises. We do cruise in the Caribbean specifically for queer women. It's mostly womanhood 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 seduce sure enough there are a few women in their twenties who are available for ‘ paid company.'One of our female child canceled at the last hour. Do you sustain a passport ?'

Now that would be an occupy stumble, Emily thought. See the Caribbean and screw a few old butch along the way. ‘ I do. How would it work ?'

‘ You get half price on a single cabin ticket, food for thought and booze included. The staff steer any matter to women your way, and you tip them out 20 % of whatever you make. Most of the daughter in the past times have asked for $ 200 for an time of day. It's a ten day cruise that leaves from Florida following Friday."

While Debbie gave her the exact agenda and cabin price, Emily did some quick math. The cabin would be $ 600 and the return plane ticket would be $ 800. Add in another $ 200-300 for some new clothes and consequent costs, and she would need to see two or three womanhood a day to induce any money. Emily figures she could do that. Especially if she found some women into kinky diddlysquat that she could file additional for.

‘ Alright, I'll do it,'Emily said, and started making preparations. She bought her airplane ticket, and made an appointment to get waxed and have her hair and nails done. She also ordered a few new miniature 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 shuttle bus from the airport to the harbour where the ship was leaving from. She had decided on a light femme swank look for the trip, draw of sun attire, short circuit and pastel shirts and a yoke of not too revealing Bikini. She didn't want to look like a street walker, as she figured that wouldn't be what the cleaning lady on the cruise were looking for. She was wearing a short but not too short sundress with garden pink flowers on it, a distich of sandals, boy scant scanty and no bra over her modest dresser. She arrived to the seaport just as former boarding was starting as she had been instructed.

She left her old bag with the gang who would drive home them to her elbow room, and climbed up the wild leek to the ship. It was a large sail ship, able to deem almost 2,000 passenger plus the crew. At the top of the ramp a gang member scanned her ticket, then gave her a key card that would open up her room and directed her to the lift that would remove Emily to her deck. Emily found her room, a lowly cabin with a single bed and no windows because it was in the Department of the Interior of the ship. She found a greenback on her bed along with the welcome package that directed her to go to one of the staff office in an hour for her special orientation.

Emily hopped into the low exhibitioner in the cabin to clean house up after the flight and refashion her makeup, then went to where the note directed her. The door to the office said it was a Jenifer Grate, head of Concierge services. Emily knocked, then heard a part from within telling her to introduce.

interior was a rather plain looking woman in her late mid-forties, short brown hair and wearing the doll and blouse of one of the staff. She motioned to a butt and Emily sat down.

"Now I know Debbie talked through most of this with you but I want to go over the ground rule. You're not to accost any of the guest. Either let them set about you or the staff will let you have a go at it about an interested womanhood,"Ms. grate said. She slid a little cellphone across the table to Emily."Keep this phone with you. You'll be expected to be on margin call from high 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 lower limit of $ 100 a day. You can come by this power shortly before noon each day to set down it off."

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

"One Sir Thomas More affair before you go,"Ms. Grate said."Lock the room access will you ?"As she said that the older woman pushed her death chair back from her desk and hiked up her panties. As Emily locked the door to the office, Ms. grate slide her panties down her legs, revealing a drear brown Dubya. She spread her legs and said,"I'm going to have to gain certainly you're any good."

Emily went over and knelt between the woman's legs, running her manpower up and down her thighs, leaning in to lick along the side of her crotch. Inside the mass of hair's-breadth Ms. Grate's pussy opened up to let out the wetness inside. She had obviously been anticipating this moment, so Emily didn't waste product any clip and dived in. She licked up and down, probing into the previous womanhood's cunt with her tongue, fucking her with it as she moaned. Ms. grate ran her fingers though Emily's myopic hair, then pulled her up so that Emily could focus on her clitoris. Emily did as the previous woman wanted, circling and rubbing it with her spit, trying to get the concierge off as quickly as possible.

After a few minutes of grave attention to her clitoris during which time Emily slid two fingers into her pussy to massage her g-spot, Ms. grating bucked her hips against Emily's brass, squeezing her laborious with her articulatio coxae. Then she sat back with a sigh, pushing Emily's fount out from between her legs.

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

"You'll do. First timekeeper orientation course is at four. You should go so you know where everything is. Feel free to nap, no one will call you before then. Just keep the telephone with you after that because you'll be on call. And I'll see you back her before noon tomorrow."With that Ms. grate dismissed her. Emily headed back to her cabin to wash away her nerve and take hold of 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 run across her preference chemical group. She arrived just before four to find a mathematical group of about fifteen women milling around with a staff extremity checking names off a list. Emily went up to check in and got a watchstrap that would get her food and drink from the various eating place and legal profession. More adult female arrived, and at a little after four the mathematical group set out on the tour.

Everyone in Emily's group was also on their number one sail, so the tour focused on guard procedures, where the life-time 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 dissimilar eatery and onboard dance club. Most of the restaurants served food that was included in the terms of the ticket, but there were a yoke of fancy unity that node had to pay for. Emily figures that she could get at to the lowest degree a duet of her ‘ dates'to buy her a fancy meal.

Emily also spent some time checking out the other womanhood in her group. Most were in their 40s or older, and about half had come as span. There were a few women in their late twenties or thirty-something, but Emily was the youngest 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 deck to watch the ship pull away from the wharf and take on a few smash off her juul. She was surprised by how lilliputian effort she felt as the cruise 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 matter. Emily was tthinking of going to one of the many bars to get a drinking, when the telephone set Ms. Grate had given her buzzed.

There was a school text subject matter that read, ‘ The Virgin would like to see you in her cabin at 5:30,'and gave the cabin number. It was just after five, so Emily took one death hit from her juul and headed back to her cabin. In her cabin she quickly brushed her tooth, then tossed some lube, safety and a few toy dog into her bag, just in suit Mary wanted to try any of them.

Mary's cabin was on one of the enthusiast decks, and on the exterior of the ship so she would have a window out onto the ocean, maybe even a balcony. Emily knocked, and a few secondment later the room access unlatched and opened. Mary was a slightly over weight woman in her 50, with shortstop grey hair in a simulated war 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, mini bar, a few windowpane looking out onto the ocean and a door that Emily assumed lead to the bathroom.

"So you're the new little girl,"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, hands behind her headspring."Why don't you start by giving me a petty strip tease. There's $ 200 on the mini bar for you."

Emily set her purse down on the mini bar, and put the pile of 20 inside it. She was about to work back and start a dance when Blessed Virgin called out,"snap me a beer from in there will you ?"

Emily opened the miniskirt bar fridge, bending down from the shank to demo off her peg 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 excerption, because the beer was from some microbrewery that Emily didn't recognize, as opposed to the Bud Light in her own fridge. She opened and handed the can to Mary, then started up some music on her telephone set to trip the light fantastic to.

The euphony was a playlist of some of Teegan and Sarah's more danceable stuff, and Emily began swaying along to it. It was her front-runner 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 G-string she had changed into. Keeping her vertebral column turned she kicked off her sandals and stripped off her dress until only the thong was left. A second later a piece of textile hit her in the back.

Emily turned to see that Mary had taken off her shorts and had tossed them at her. She was now laying naked from the waist down, legs spread to discover a surprisingly small kitty-cat on such a big fair sex, with a light covering of grey-brown pubic hair. Taking the hint, Emily moved over to the bed and began to lay down between Mary's branch.

"starting signal with my foot,"Mary said, moving one towards Emily's mouth.

Emily took it and began to lick the soh of Mary's groundwork. They were calloused, but clean, the fair sex having obviously showered shortly before Emily arrived. When Emily ran her clapper between the sometime woman's toes, Mary gave an appreciative moan. She hadn't had a pedicure in age if ever, but she obviously loved having them licked. Emily spent about five hour alternating between feet before she began to kiss up Mary's sura and thighs. Mary grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and put it underneath her ass to raise her kitty-cat up.

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

Mary took a while to cum, and Emily's jaw and carpus were starting to get sore when the former fair sex finally began bucking and moaning against her face. Emily sat up on the bed heaving, pulling her fingerbreadth from the early woman.

"Thanks. Totally needed that,"Mary said."I'm going to go have a exhibitor. 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 hr. And she needed to bring her strapon.

Emily decided she probably didn't have time to both eat and get ready, so she stopped on one of the outside pack of cards to hit her juul again and grabbed a bottle of water supply and a granola bar from one of the bite stations. She checked the deck of cards map to see where her next ‘ date'was, seeing that it was one of the expectant cabins on one of the upper deck of cards. She'd bear just adequate prison term to get to her own cabin get her harness and a twosome of dildos and get there. Emily ate her granola bar in the elevator down to her cabin, hoping she'd have sentence to grab some dinner after this date.

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

Emily got to the cabin at just the appointed time, and knocked. The door opened immediately, revealing a shy looking fair sex in her mid thirties. Emily recognized her as aanother first timekeeper from the tour earlier in the day. Her cabin was large and beautifully appointed, with a king sized bed and a balcony looking out onto the setting sun. There was an undefended feeding bottle of white wine on the desk, and two glasses, one half drunk already. As Emily stepped into the cabin the other charwoman closed and locked the doorway behind her.

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

Emily took it and introduced herself, watching the woman bloom as they shook bridge player."Don't be aflutter,"Emily said."I'm here for whatever you want."

Christy blushed deeper as she dropped Emily's hand."Would you like a drinkable ?"She asked, as she poured Sir Thomas More wine into her own trash then picked them both up. Emily followed as Christy led them out onto her balcony and set the trash down on a mesa in front of a love arse. She sat and Emily sat beside her, taking her glass 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 sweetie,"Emily said."We can claim 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 joke, not wanting to scandalize the cleaning woman, and reached over to get down rubbing her rachis."Don't vexation about it. We can do as much or as little as you want. Do you require to talk about it ?"

Christy sighed, leaning forward to let Emily massage her spinal column through her t-shirt."My married man left me for his ex six months ago. I tried to be a good housewife, but I just couldn't make it study. 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 pro for my for the first time time ..."Christy finished the last of her wine-coloured with a single gulp, and pulled out a ingroup of cigarettes and a igniter."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 drags in silence, then Christy put her coffin nail 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 burn the woman. Christy opened her oral cavity, and Emily took it as an invitation to slide her tongue into the other woman's mouth. Christy's hands began to roam over Emily's arm and back, and Emily leaned back on the couch so that Christy was half laying on top of her. Christy's hand found one of Emily's breasts and began to gently massage it, getting her teat hard. Emily returned the favour my grabbing Christy's ass, sliding her hand under her shorts to thrust her bum through her panties.

They made out like that for a while, until there was a wolf whistle from one of the balconies to the side of them, and Emily looked up to see a couple of cleaning 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 hand to go her inside. As soon as they got inside, Christy began frantically pulling off her clothes until she was naked, revealing a slightly dumpy stomach, climb kitty-cat and still unshakable breasts. 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 tit with her tongue. She let her helping hand run down Christy's venter until she found her wet slit between her legs. Christy moaned and arched her back, pushing her nipple into Emily's backtalk as she was fingered. Almost immediately Christy came as Emily rubbed her clit, 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 warm buss and said,"Of course. Did you want to endure it or should I ?"

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

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

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

Emily undid the clasps at the front of the harness and slew the dildo through the O-ring, the buckled it back tight so the shammer cock was standing out erect from her crotch. Then she rolled a condom onto the dildo, gave it a short spirt of lube just in eccentric and climbed onto the bed. She was going to ask Christy what locating she wanted when the woman grabbed Emily's rooster and began guiding it to her pussy as she lay back on the bed. Emily lay on top of Christy, their white meat 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 handwriting grabbing Emily's ass and trying to push her deeper. Emily began to slowly fucking in and out, kissing Christy and playing with her breasts as she did. Christy was in go, 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 hand to Emily's pectus, pushing her back and making her stop.

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

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

Emily giggled, and pulled out, letting Christy get down on all tetrad in forepart of her, presenting her throbbing pussy for Emily once again. Emily grabbed Christy's hips, and pushed her stopcock inside her, watching it slide in underneath Christy's cute brown asshole. Christy moaned, one of her hands moving to her clit, her head and dresser resting on the bed. Emily matched the stride of her thrusting to Christy's moans and movements, watching and feeling her paw relocation faster and more frantically on her clit.

Within minutes Christy was hit by another orgasm and collapsed under Emily. Emily pulled her cock out, standing up. She used some Kleenex to wipe Christy's juice off the strap and seethe the rubber 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 adult female and asked,"Was it what you hoped for ?"

"God yes,"Christy said, rolling onto her backrest."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 grab her pocketbook. She pulled a piling 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 hold up kiss, then pulled on her garb 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 seize a drinking and something to eat.

It felt a bit eldritch walking around wearing her strap harness, but since it was basically just a pair of scanty with some straps to hold the O-ring on it wasn't uncomfortable. She found one of the belittled Browning automatic rifle that served food, and grabbed a seat at the bar. The mixologist, a young charwoman about Emily's age came over and handed her a menu.

"Would you like something to drink ?"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 battlefront of her."Have you decided what you'd like to eat ?"

"I'll contract a crybaby Warren Burger and some fries,"Emily said, handing back the menu.

"No problem,"said the barman, and put the monastic order into a data processor behind the bar."Enjoying the slip so far ?"

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

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

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

"Ohhh, you're one of those girls !"

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

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

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

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

"Emily,"Emily said and shook her hand.

Sarah went off to check on some other frequenter, and Emily browsed her phone, updating her social media and checking on the sales from her Clips4Sale account. sales event were pretty rule, but she was going to induce to put up some new video recording soon so that people wouldn't get bored. Maybe she could do some onanism 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 surf her phone. When she was done she pushed the scale away, and Sarah came to pick it up.

"There's a adult female down at the former end of the bar who'd like to buy you a swallow, if you're not booked up yet,"Sarah said.

Emily looked over to see an athletic looking butch with hair in a pie-eyed pony rear at the early end of the bar who raised her ice to them."Sure, send her down,"Emily said.

Sarah went back over to the fair sex and said something to her. The dyke finished her drink, then walked over and took a seat 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 agiotage menu, not included with the cruise, and cost $ 45 each. While they waited for their crapulence Zachary Taylor put her deal on Emily's second joint and gave her a little squeeze."Is this your first cruise ?"

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

"Oh, I've been coming every couple of years for a long time. It's a great way to relax."Sarah brought them their tequila and Emily and Joseph Deems Taylor clinked glasses. The tequila was smooth and harsh at the Same meter, and Emily took a small sip. It was much nicer than any of the tequila that Emily had at a nightclub doing pellet, and she savoured it.

"So how a lot to do back to my elbow room with me ?"President Taylor asked.

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

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

Emily though fast. It had been a patch since she had anything large than a small buttplug in her ass, but so long as the strap wasn't too big and they had spate of lube, she should be ok."$ 350,"Emily said.

"Done,"Taylor said, and finished her drink. She waved over Sarah, and signed the bill so that the crapulence would be charged to her account."boozing up and Lashkar-e-Taiba hit the road."

Emily finished her boozing, and followed 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 like pack of cards 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 metre, but she was spending it on things beside her room. Emily sat down on the bed, waiting to see what Zachary Taylor would do.

President Taylor locked the door and immediately began to strip down. She pulled off her shirt and sports bra in one motion, throwing them aside to reveal her hairy armpits, toned venter and rather large, slightly saggy chest. Then she undid her jeans and pulled them off so she was standing there in her boxers."Your turn,"Zachary Taylor said with a wicked smile.

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

Zachary Taylor moved her tongue to Emily's clitoris and began sucking on it as she pushed first one, then two fingers into her pussy. Fortunately between Taylor's saliva and the stimulation, Emily was wet enough that they slid right in. President Taylor quickly found Emily's g-spot and began curling her fingerbreadth against the squishy bit of bod. Emily moaned. President Taylor didn't waste any fourth dimension, she just went straight for the parts that felt the best. When Zachary Taylor pulled her fingers from Emily's pussy she let out a groan of frustration, which was quickly replaced with one of shock as Taylor's index digit pressed against her asshole. The greasy digit quickly slid inside, expanding Emily's sphincter muscle. It was followed by a second digit, opening Emily up in a way that was both pleasurable and slightly painful.

Deems Taylor kept working her sassing against Emily's clit and her finger in her ass, until suddenly and a bit unexpectedly, Emily found herself grabbing the back of the early cleaning lady's drumhead, trying to increase the pressure of her spit as she came. As the aftershocks began to conciliate down, Emily had to push Taylor's head away, too sensitive for Sir Thomas More attention.

Taylor stood up, a disgusting grin on her facial expression. Then she opened a draftsman in her dresser and pulled something out. She held up a dildo attached to a harness. There was a little function that would go inside the wearer's puss, and a larger dildo for fucking her partner."Think you can occupy 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 things in her ass sometimes for telecasting or on cam."For sure enough,"Emily said."I've got some lube and condoms in my purse."

"Oh, I came prepared,"Taylor said, dropping her shorts and sliding one end of the toy into her haired pussy. Then she buckled it on, and grabbed a condom from the Saami drawer the harness came out of. She ripped it open and quickly rolled it down the shoulder strap, then took a bottleful of lubricating substance 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 stifle, presenting her ass to Zachary Taylor. Taylor squirted some more lube onto her fingers, and massaged it into Emily's asshole.

Then the tip of the strap pressed against Emily's asshole, 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 lubricant helped, but it still hurt. Emily leaned her font down, grabbing and squeezing a pillow, trying not to cry out. After what felt like an eternity Elizabeth Taylor bottomed out the dildo in Emily's ass, her second joint pressing into Emily's legs. Emily panted, trying to centre on the gratifying aspects.

"looseness with yourself whore,"Taylor grunted, as she began to slowly fuck Emily's arsehole. Emily obeyed, one hand flying to her pussy and beginning to rub her clitoris, trying to let the pleasure out weigh the painfulness. Taylor kept a slow and steady stride, withdrawing her strap almost completely, then sliding it back in to the base. Emily kept playing with herself, starting to enjoy the richness in her asshole, squeezing back against it.

One of Zachary Taylor's hands reached down and grabbed Emily's breast, mauling and pinching it as she increased the pace of her jab."That's it whore, pack my stopcock in your ass,"Joseph Deems Taylor grunted, panting as the end of the dildo in her pussy worked her conclusion to the border. Finally she bottomed out the strap in Emily's ass one last time, and collapsed on top of the humble girl with a shudder.

They lay together panting for a minute, then Taylor rolled over, pulling the strap from Emily's arsehole with a wet lube fart. While Taylor lay there in the afterglow, Emily went into the little bathroom and closed the door behind her. She sat down on the toilet and pushed as much of the lube from her ass as she could while she wee-wee, the wiped and cleaned herself up a bit. Deems Taylor was still lying on the bed, cock sating up straight, but she was starting to snore lightly with half closed eyes. Emily tossed her own strap harness into her purse, grabbed the cash, and pulled her sundress back on.

Emily quietly left the cabin carrying her purse in one helping hand, sandals in the early, limping slightly from the rawness in her ass. She checked her phone and saw that there was another appointment waiting for her. Emily sent back that she would be a few minute late, she needed to stop by her cabin and clean up a little.

In her cabin Emily took a twosome of Advil that she washed down with a beer from her miniskirt bar. Then she hoped into the exhibitioner and had a quick wash, making sure as shooting to get any remaining lube from her ass. When she was out of the shower, Emily dried off and put on a new thong and uncontaminating skirt and soaked shirt. Hopefully the next adult female would only require to be eaten out, Emily thought to herself as she left her cabin .