You are not skilled enough

You can understand Sally’s need for sexual release. Back in white cliff abbey, you yourself had a few of those moment when you really needed to vent those frustrations. Of course, unlike Sally, you always did so through masturbation.

You swing one of your legs over Jim’s black body and sit on top of his stomach. Then you wrap your arms around sally and give her a French kiss. You remember how kissing Ivona was incredibly stimulating for her, so it has to work on Sally as well.
True enough, Sally responds to your kiss and moans into your mouth.

You next run your hands across Sally’s small breasts. You grope her tiny titties and play with her nipples. Soon she is grinding herself onto Jim’s cock and you know she’s about to cum.
But suddenly, from behind you, Jim starts moaning loudly. Sally’s moans change from pleasure to protest and you fear you failed her.

Sally breaks your kiss and yells “Fuck Jim! You really couldn’t hold on for one more minute?!”
Yet, to your surprise, Sally keeps grinding her white pussy on Jim’s black cock until finally she orgasms as well.

“I’m so sorry, Sally.” You apologize. “I should have pleasured you better, it’s my fault.”

“Eh, don’t sweat it. It ain’t the end of the world.” Sally says. “But if I be giving birth to a black daughter, I be naming her after you Sabby.”

You blink in surprise and repeat her nickname for you. “Sabby?”

The three of you start laughing, and soon Sally’s possible impregnation is all but forgotten. Soon enough, the ship sails back into their cove and you can disembark.