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Rescue At Open SeaChapter 2: To Save A Sailorman free porn video
It would be a romantic and classical turn of events if we were now to switch our sights to the poor, exhausted sailorman in the lifeboat. View him as he lay there, barely breathing in 2 inches of water that had entered the raft through the canvas sides, which he had never managed to zip and secure. And linger for a while on his rugged, but handsome, looks, concealed as they would be under several weeks of grime and facial hair.
We cannot. The events that led to Lomax Pierris predicament happened less than 3 hours earlier and he had not even had the opportunity to develop a 5 o'clock shadow. In fact, he had problems of an entirely different category: Being abandoned at sea is never a laughing matter, but being stripped naked and placed in a lifeboat that has been emptied of all life sustaining remedies including water would be considered worse by most people - Lomax would have agreed. You could probably even say, that being in such a situation reflects on one personally: One would presumably have had to do something pretty despicable to get in trouble like that. This was exactly what Lomax feared that any potential rescuers would deduce, uhm... think. When he heard the Neptunia, Lomax quickly recapitulated his story in his head and prayed that it would hold.
When Jane and Cathy reached the bridge, Biannka was already there and has taken the helm from Malu. As second mate, Biannka was indisputably the most knowledgeable seawoman on the Neptunia. She stepped back a little and offered the captain the rudder (in her own rather stiff manner), but got it right back with a little wave. Jane had already spotted the lifeboat in the manual searchlight Malu had manned on the main deck and knew her own abilities well (as any good leader must); if anyone on board could maneuver alongside the raft at night without sinking it, it would be Biannka.
Fortunately, the sea was light and the moon was out. Else even someone with Biannka's abilities ought not have attempted the maneuver. The sudden movements of the boat had awakened the last member of its' crew, who climbed directly into the bridge via the narrow ladder. She started speaking long before she reached it, though:
"Malu, you crazy bitch, what are you up to? You can't just..." With that Isidora finally reached the bridge and saw that Malu had already been dealt with. Taking in the rest of the scenery, she quickly caught on, and, without a second glance, slid back down the ladder. Shortly thereafter, she emerged on the main deck with a boathook and took up position next to Malu, where Biannka could see her clearly.
The lifeboat was now directly ahead and about 200 ft. away. Biannka reduced the speed to less than a quarter knot and started a series of maneuvers that would hopefully enable Isi to grab the lifeboat without being pulled overboard. Jane turned halfway and caught Cathy's eye:
"Would you get Rich Kid up here? What ever is in that raft, she is going to bunk with it. It is only fair that she is forewarned!" Cathy flashed her one of her little smiles and said:
"Consider it done!" With that she flung herself down the internal ladder and hurried down the main corridor with cabins and storage rooms left and right. At the end on the right she stopped at the passengers' quarters, which consisted of a single, though rather large cabin. It was positioned almost directly above the main engine and Cathy could not believe that Rich Kid had slept through all the racket of the last 10 minutes. Just the absence of noise (caused by the reduced speed) should have easily woken her.
Inside Shirlynn, who had for the last week been called only Rich Kid, was far from asleep. She had always been a slow and thorough masturbator, and since her plight aboard the Neptunia began, she had perfected this trait to an art. One hand covered her clitoral hood, rubbing slowly, and the index finger of the other hand had just exactly penetrated her anus. This second hand never moved further. Shirlynn had just discovered her anal cavity (as a means of pleasure, that is) and while any rash movement hurt her, the steady pressure of a single finger heightened her pleasure and felt quite wicked too.
Hastened footsteps that paused less than a heartbeat at her door were all that warned her, and then the door burst open and the captains little sextoy rushed in. Shirlynn had only just had time to take the finger out of her ass and throw her hand at the blanket on the floor, and then Cathy was standing in the room. They both froze for an impossibly prolonged second during which Shirlynn realized that her right hand was still gently rubbing her clitoris, then the spell was broken.
Shirlynn cried out and dove fully for the blanket. Rising, now somehow covered, she got her natural spirits back:
"How dare you burst in here like that? When my mother hears of this she will..."
"Probably be very interested to hear how you tried to seduce a known lesbian!" said Cathy and granted her one of her irritating half smiles.
"Lying here undressed and moaning, just waiting for me to walk in on you. I am surprised that you didn't have a finger up your ass to!" The shocked expression on Shirlynn's face told Cathy that she had guessed right. She had just won yet another battle against Richy without even unpacking her weapons.
"Get your ass up on the bridge on the double - the captain wants you." Cathy paused in the door and looked back at Shirlynn:
"Be sure to put some clothes on your bones before you grace us with your presence - we can't have you exciting the captain." With that she left Shirlynn standing with tears of anger in her eyes. Almost out of earshot Cathy decided to cut her a break and shouted back:
"It might even interest you, princess. We are taking on extra passengers!" 'Extra passengers in open sea?' Shirlynn wondered. 'But isn't that impossible?' 17-year-olds are nothing if not curious, and curiosity overcome this one totally. She dressed hastily, not even glancing at the mirror, and rushed to the ladder that lead to the bridge.
For a 17-year-old, Shirlynn was not badly built. Reminiscing her total nakedness, Cathy watched her as she emerged from the main access-ladder to the quarters. First came the long blonde hair (bleached) and clear blue eyes in an oval face that was just asymmetrical enough to make it seem not made of plastic. Paper white hands pulled her up more and her pert breasts came into view (now covered by a white t-shirt). They seemed about full-grown and matched her current build perfectly. At about 34 B and pear shaped they were the most beautiful breasts Cathy had beheld in a long time. Her lover had about the same size breasts, but, Jane being nearly 30, they were not as pert as they used to be.
Finally reaching the bridge Shirlynn stood like Isidora before her, slowly taking in the scene. Meanwhile Cathy ended her observations: When Shirlynn's hips came into view, it became clear that she was too skinny to be the fully-grown woman that she appeared otherwise. Height, facial features, mannerism, breasts and, if the tales were true, sexual maturity was all that of a grown woman, but the hips had not caught on yet. They were slim and un-curved and could easily have belonged to a 16-year-old boy.
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