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🕑 Added 2022-11-07 00:48:05 +0000 UTC
Thanks for waiting~ Here's Part 2 of "First Mate Mary"
(Part 1 here: fansly.com/post/444511876034863105)
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You miss the warmth of Mary's breath on your skin as she backs away from you.
"You know..." she drawls, now playing with the hem of her skirts, "You're getting off quite easy, sailor."
You gulp, wishing you could grasp the bulge in your pants. You anxiously await as Mary begins teasing you further.
"Other men would have been thrown from the ranks... after blabbering about like you," she lets her breasts dangle in front of your face, jiggling them lightly. The air between you feels electric.
She continues, "But I have to say..." she presses her tits against your face and your growing cock twitches in your lap. She traces her finger on the side of your face, down your neck. Straddling your lap once again, her fingertip travels down your chest, until she reaches your trousers, "I've grown quite fond of you." she traces the line of your erection, ever so lightly.
Your breath hitches in your chest.
She brings her mouth to your ear again, "So I'll give you this chance to prove you won't fuck up again~"
She swiftly backs away, and you feel your mouth begin to salivate... you feel a burning heat in your groin, aching for a firmer touch.
"I won't let you down, Captain." you promise, hoping for a happy ending for your good behavior.
Mary smiles and raises her skirts before you, showing her lacy lingerie underneath. She pulls her panties tight, slipping the fabric between her lips... Groaning at the sight before you, her smile turns into a smug smirk.
"Enjoying the sights, are you?" She winks and begins to caress herself, letting out little sighs and moans that feel like music to your ears. You'd had many a fantasy about your first mate- but never anything like this. Something about being contained- unable to reach out to touch her as your arousal grows stronger with each moment... makes you feel hornier than you've ever felt.
Mary slips her breasts from beneath her dress. They fall heavily, bounci
