A story about Captain Mac.

Josh looked around the room, as if searching for some way to escape the situation he had gotten himself into, but it was far too late for that. Besides, backing out might mean that the woman on her knees in front of him would probably stop slobbering all over his hard member, and there was no way that he was going to do anything to risk that. Privacy was an important part of being a security guard... but there were more important things than that in the world. Like cumming in the mouth of a curvy exhibitionist.

There was one story that stood out in his mind from all the others, as scandalous as all those were. If he wanted to give Samantha a story to remember, it had to be this one.

"Well?" Samantha said, his tip still half-in her mouth.

Josh grit his teeth. "I've got one," he said. He couldn't believe how incredible this head was. By far the best he had ever had, there was no doubt. "What do you know about the captain?"

An image of the older man in a sailor's hat who had greeted Charlotte when the Five of them had come on board popped into Samantha's head. He had seemed like a nice old man, but Mariah had mentioned her disgust for the way that he had stared at the Five of them as they had walked by. Suffice to say, Samantha was interested.

"Go on," she said, swirling her tongue around the wet tip of Josh's cock.

"Well, you won't believe the sort of shit that he gets up to in his off time," Josh said.

"Try me," Samantha suggested, stroking his cock lazily as she stared up at him.