I dropped my shorts and pulled off my shirt rapidly. Christina reacquired my bare cock and pulled it and me toward her open mouth. As I entered her ...lips, both of her hands grabbed my ass, pulling me in deep.I was splayed across her face on my hands and knees. She aggressively pumped her own face with my rigid tool while Joy continued to gnaw on her sloppy puss. As I neared my own orgasm, Christina suddenly pushed me out of her mouth. Gasping as she managed, "Fuck me, honey."I spun her. The door opened. It was Captain Issengard, her Icelandic Captain."Lunch time," he said.Elaine Griffin looked at Captain Issengard. He and his Icelandic crew were grateful to Elaine for giving them jobs in the NHS. He was nearly 7 foot; Blond hair, blue eyes, ruddy pink complexion, muscular, high cheekbones, face partly chiselled, bearded and looked tough."Captain Issengard. Come in and close the door. I want to talk to you," Elaine smiled.Captain Issengard walked in and closed the door behind. Long blonde hair cascaded over hershoulders and she looked the epitome of fresh-faced youth. Her little skirtsand tight trousers emphasised her curves and bumps in all the right places.In short all the boys wanted her, but she wasn't putting out to any of them. James was the swot. Pimply and freckled, studying long and hard maintaininghis A grade average. What you couldn't see about James was his huge cock underhis plain trousers. James nursed his secret well, taking it out and. .The shorts were that short, hair from her cunt was visible to me, as she was no more than 4 feet away.Lots of hair......My gaze was fixed.“Do you fantasize of something like this?” she said, moving her hand down to her crotch. Gently she manoeuvred two fingers into her shorts leg. I could see the outer folds of skin as she probed deeper. “Take it out and show me how you stroke it please Timmy”Like.....What? Did I just hear that right, or was I in a state of drowsiness...“Take it.