AN - Timing

The temptation for Fareeha and Angela to take action when the ship was attacked was strong, but they had no weapons or equipment.

Angela smiles as she stands beside Fareeha in the elevator, on the way to the top of the ship. Ana’s not the only member of the old team that would bring gear along on a cruise. Jack would as well, and it’s a good thing he wasn’t there because he wouldn’t have been as gentle as Ana.

“She’s still got it,” she murmurs to Fareeha, squeezing her hand.

“Of course she does,” Fareeha replies. “But she was so strange at dinner.”

“Yes,” Angela agrees, touching a finger to her chin. “I wonder why.”

“She doesn’t approve of us.”

“I had hoped that we had already dealt with that,” Angela says. “I think it’s something else.”

Fareeha looks troubled, but the elevator doors open. They step out and head down the hallway to the honeymoon suite.

“I’ll just ask her,” Fareeha says.

“Communication is healthy,” Angela says with a smile as Fareeha takes out the card that the captain gave her. She swipes it over the handle of Ana’s room, and they go inside, freezing at what they see.

Ana’s voluptuous body is covered by a thin sheen of sweat as she bounces vigorously on the bed, a frenzied show of reverse cowgirl that makes Fareeha’s eyes pop open and takes Angela’s breath away.

Ana’s partner pulls her down flat and grabs her soft breasts, pale fingers squeezing smooth, brown skin as a hard cock pounds into her. Ana’s cries are so loud that Angela is surprised that she didn’t hear them through the door. Ana’s feeling so good that she didn’t even notice the intrusion.

Her partner moans, and Fareeha and Angela watch the cock buried in Ana throb and contract. Ana’s back arches and it slips out, spurting white strings all over her belly and twitching mound. She lies back with a long groan of satisfaction, turning her head to kiss her partner, whose cock keeps leaking.

“What the hell?” Fareeha says.

Angela grabs her hand. “We should come back later.”

“Is that Riley?”

“Later,” Angela says firmly, pulling her out of the room.

~ Route End ~

...unless Patrons vote for it to come back in some kind of *second* epilogue. I don't have a title and premise picked out for an age gap romance. Futalita? American Futa? As Futa as it Gets? Lost in Futa?

I guess... we'll go with OVERFUTA or FUTAWATCH? Look for it in upcoming Patreon polls.