My Voyage of Submission Ch. 17

We were cruising up the Thames now, lights all around us. I stopped at one of the closets and got sheets, pillows and a blanket. Temperatures were down to the fifties, but the stern room was closed and would be warmer. Hot bodies locked in close embrace with physical activity under a blanket would be more than enough to keep us warm. I was a few minutes late due to my conversation with Maahnoor. Mickey was still dressed. He grinned when he saw me.

"I thought another emergency might have cropped up."

"A short conversation only. Help me make up a bed and I'm ready to make sure you don't regret having to put off your reward for a day."

We fixed up a cozy nest and I undressed him, sucking his cock when I pulled his underwear off. He didn't require it to get hard. He was already hard enough to cut glass. I swallowed his first orgasm to get it out of the way and make the next ones last longer. I stood up and removed my clothes as he watched me strip for him. When I climbed into our makeshift bed with him, his face made a beeline for my wet cunt. Good. Someone willing to enjoy the journey.

Mickey climaxed four more times that night, twice in my ass. He was amazed when I cleaned him off after each of his forays into my rectum. He also fucked me once in the middle of the night and two more times in the morning. He couldn't think of a single reason to be unhappy with his day wait.

******