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Subject: {ASSM} The Mediterranean Deal - 016
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http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/

Melissa lay on top of Stephanie, panting. Stephanie allowed half a
minute for the girl to recover and then she spread her legs in
invitation. Her pussy tingled with need and she could not wait any
longer. Obligingly, Melissa began to lick between Stephanie's lips,
teasing her. Alas, the first stirrings had only just arrived when a
soft chime interrupted the women, and Melissa paused to listen.

"Melissa to the bridge," a woman's voice said. "Melissa to the bridge,
please."

Melissa climbed off her lover and sat on the bunk. "Sorry," she said.
"I have to go. Promise to save yourself for me."

Stephanie smiled. "Be quick."

Melissa kissed her and Stephanie smelt her own juices, rich and
slightly pungent.

"Listen," Melissa said as she dressed. "The boss is away. He'll
probably be back tomorrow. So you hang out here. Feel free to explore
the boat. I'll show you the galley as soon as I'm free. Sound like a
plan?"

Stephanie nodded. "Just tell me, who are the crew? Just so I don't
have to ask everyone who they are."

"Oh... Well, the girl you met when you came on board is technically
the captain. Her name's Nadia. And Amanda is with the boss. You'll
meet her tomorrow." The bikini was in place now and Melissa made for
the door. "Have to go. See you later."

Leaving Stephanie to her own devices, she made her way hurriedly
through the boat until she reached the bridge. Nadia was there,
studying a navigation chart. "Hey," she greeted. "How's the new
playmate."

Melissa smiled. "Very nice indeed. You'll like her."

"Looking forward to it."

"Want to taste?" Melissa allowed the girl to kiss her lips and cheeks
and neck. "Why did you page me?" she eventually asked.

"What? Oh, Desfarges wants you."

http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/

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