Some fun with the captain

Sara then leans back in her chair, the movement causing her to shift slightly in her seat. As she does, the high-backed chair creaks softly, and Sara's legs part slightly, revealing a glimpse of her pussy under the desk. Zari's eyes dart down, and she can't help but stare at the small, neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair, feeling a mix of surprise and embarrassment at her own reaction. Sara seems oblivious to Zari's gaze, her expression still calm and inquiring.For the briefest of moments Zari doesn't reply , her gaze still fixed on Sara's pussy. Embarrassed by her reaction , Zari finally says : "I've never before seen you without any clothes on. Anyway , what do you mean by saying women don't wear clothes ? "

Sara responds with : "I didn't realize there were still women who wore clothes. Even in my own time , most women didn't wear clothes. It wasn't considered necessary. After all , it isn't like clothes offer any protection from the elements or colder temperatures. "

"Your time ? You make it sound like you’re from some different era. Or even a different planet." Zari replies. As Sara finishes her sentence, Zari's eyes involuntarily flicker back to the glimpse of Sara's pubic hair, and she feels a sudden surge of attraction. She quickly looks away, trying to composed herself, but her gaze drifts back to Sara's face, where she meets her calm, inquiring expression. Zari's cheeks warm up with a gentle flush as she tries to focus on the conversation, but her mind keeps wandering to the idea of Sara's naked body.

Sara, still leaning back in her chair, seems oblivious to Zari's fascination, but a slight twitch in her eyebrows suggests that she's beginning to sense something.

As Sara's eyes seem to bore into her, Zari's gaze drifts to Sara's chest, and she can't help but notice the gentle curve of her breasts. The sight sends a spark of arousal through her, and without thinking, Zari's legs part slightly, her thighs spreading apart as she shifts in her seat. The leather creaks softly beneath her, and she feels a flush rise to her cheeks as she realizes what she's done.

Sara's eyebrows twitch again, and her expression changes, a hint of curiosity creeping into her eyes. She leans forward, her elbows on the desk, her hands clasped together in front of heAs Sara's eyes lock onto Zari's, her gaze seems to hold a newfound intensity, as if she's searching for something beneath the surface. Zari, feeling a thrill of anticipation, slowly lifts her body closer to Sara's face, her bare thighs sliding across the cool leather of the chair. The movement is almost imperceptible, but Sara's eyes flicker with interest, her pupils dilating ever so slightly.

The air between them seems to vibrate with tension as Zari's face draws closer to Sara's, their noses almost touching. Sara's breath whispers across Zari's skin, sending shivers down her spine. Zari's heart pounds in her chest, her pulse racing with excitemen.

Sara's gaze drifts to Zari's breasts, her eyes moving slowly over the supple curves. A small, disarming smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. She looks back at Zari, her eyes gleaming with amusement and a hint of anticipation.

Without breaking eye contact, Sara slowly trails her fingers over Zari's shoulders, then down her arms, gently tracing spirals over her skin. The touch sends shivers down Zari's spine, and she involuntarily shifts in her seat, her thighs pressing together in anticipation.

Sara licks her lips, her eyes still fixed on Zari's, and leans in close.

As Zari slowly ate Sara, her tongue darting in and out of the beautiful girl. Sara groaned into her own pussy, the feeling of the tongue combined with the throbbing of her clit causing her to moan out loud.

Suddenly, the two girls felt themselves being lifted from the ground.

Zari's heart races as Sara's fingers continue to trace patterns on her arms. She feels a shiver of excitement run down her spine, and she can't help but let out a soft moan. Sara's eyes light up at the sound, and she leans in even closer, their lips almost touching.

"Fuck yes, mommy Sara," Zari whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. Sara's eyes widen in surprise, but she quickly recovers, a sly smile spreading across her face.

"I knew you felt it too," she says, her voice low.

Eyes locked on Sara's, Zari felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. She closed her eyes, throwing her head back and moaning softly as she felt her body explode with a powerful orgasm.

When she opened her eyes again, Sara was watching her intently, a small smirk broadening her lips. Her own core had been throbbing with arousal, and Zari wondered how she had gotten so close to the edge without ever realizing it.

"Oh my god," Zari gasped, her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps. "That was… I've never… fucked like that…"

Sara chuckled, leaning back in her Sara's chuckle was low and husky, sending a shiver down Zari's spine as she leaned forward, her eyes never leaving Zari's face. "Harder, you say?" she whispered, her voice dripping with amusement. "I think we're just getting started, little one."

Without warning, Sara's hands shot out, grasping Zari's hips and pulling her closer. Zari's eyes widened as she felt Sara's warm breath on her skin, sending goosebumps rippling across her flesh. Sara's lips brushed against her ear, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.

Zari's voice was barely above a whisper, but the words sent a jolt of electricity through Sara's body. "Mommmmmy finger and suck me," she whispered, her eyes pleading with Sara to comply. Sara's lips curled into a sly smile as she slowly trailed her fingers down Zari's belly, her nails grazing the soft skin. Zari's muscles tensed in anticipation, her hips arching off the chair as Sara's fingers danced around her clit.

Sara's eyes locked onto Zari's, her gaze burning with intensity as she slowly inserted a single finger into Zari's wet fold.

As Sara's finger slid deeper into Zari's folds, her eyes never leaving hers, Zari felt a rush of pleasure course through her body. She arched her back, her hips rising off the chair as Sara's finger began to move in slow, deliberate strokes. The air was thick with tension, the only sound the soft gasps escaping Zari's lips.

Sara's gaze burned with intensity, her eyes locked onto Zari's as she expertly manipulated her finger, coaxing Zari's body to the edge of release. Zari's hands grasped the arms of the chair, her knuckles white as she struggled to maintain contro

Sara's eyes gleamed with anticipation as she leaned in closer, her mouth parting slightly in preparation. Zari's breath caught in her throat as she felt Sara's hot breath wash over her sensitive skin, sending shivers down her spine. Sara's finger continued to dance inside her, expertly manipulating her body towards the edge of release.

As the tension built, Zari's hips began to buck and tremble, her hands grasping the arms of the chair with increasing urgency. Sara's gaze locked onto hers, her eyes burning with intensity as she sensed Zari's impending release. Suddenly, Zari's body tensed, her muscles contracting as she felt the first wave of her orgasm wash over her

As the first wave of her orgasm subsided, Zari's body was immediately gripped by another, her muscles contracting in a rhythmic pattern as Sara's finger continued to dance inside her. Her hips bucked and trembled, her hands grasping the arms of the chair with a **** urgency as she felt herself being pulled under by the torrent of pleasure. Sara's eyes gleamed with intensity, her gaze burning with an unspoken hunger as she watched Zari's body writhe and twist beneath her touch.

Zari's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her chest heaving as she struggled to draw air into her lungs.