"I'll help you," she said, reaching between their warm, silky bodies until she could again hold the slender cock. She pried it downwards over her pussy hair and under her pelvis, the boy trembling like a leaf until she finally had it in place. "There," she whispered as her own craving for cock mounted and she had put her hands on the slim hips above hers. "There you go, Ling, that's it. Yeeeees… Oh, my!"
The boy had hesitated once again, but then slowly and steadily the thin prong of cock entered her hot, oily hole, the sides of her cunt clasping at the intruding cylinder of hard cock as it eased itself up into her soothing, heavenly cunt. He gave an enormous shudder as his short cock stretched and strained, the base pressing furiously against the hard bone of her pelvis. But then all the waiting through the years caught up, and he frantically grabbed at her beautiful tits. A moment later, to choruses of approval from the spectators nearby, his slim young hips started lurching and humping so that the blazing little prick was hurtling in and out of her juicy twat.
To Robin Birks, the experience was not one of complete contentment, but she had never expected it really would be. She had a maternalistic feeling as she held Ling in place, his little cock prodding and probing her match as it tried in vain to satisfy her. She studied his face, which was a picture of impending excitement. Then she reached over his ass and into the gully between his thighs. A moment later and she tenderly held the little balls which were showing signs of swelling, warming them in her fingers as the boy sought to reach the peak of his excitement.
"That's it… wonderful," she gasped. "I thought you might like that." The slim prick was now fully extended and reaching and straining at the end of each thrust. "Good, very good," she murmured, widening her legs and no longer caring what the others thought. Then she folded her knees as she felt the little cock thicken. A moment later as the boy cried out in relief, she felt the first darting sliver of cum as it slammed against her cervix.
She waited until the boy had thrown himself wearily along her body, his face buried in one beautiful tit. Her hands roamed lazily over the length of his back, the youth shivering delightedly as she squeezed his young ass. Then very gently she kissed his head, a feeling of accomplishment having suddenly rippled through her excited body as the boy gave an enormous sigh and kissed the tip of her boob.
"Short and sweet," allowed Keith Regan philosophically. He was still debating whether or not to let his captain really work her over.
"He lasted very well," pointed out Pauline, her own desire having reached a pinnacle of lust as she had watched the boy screw Robin.
Robin gave an enormous sigh and kissed the boy again. "Something tells me I'm going to be looking for someone like Ling," she said, grinning up at the three fascinated faces staring down at her. "Scott has already promised a yacht – maybe not as big as this one – as soon as he accepts that new position Keith has offered him." She ran her hands once more over the smooth, youthful back of the boy.
"A captain will be harder to find," said Keith.
"Yes, but not as important to me," grinned Robin, shivering once more as the youth's cock showed the first signs of reviving in her clutching, hungry cunt.