“Ahh, fuck me harder, Captain," Elara gasped, her voice a ragged moan that echoed off the creaking wooden walls of the captain's cabin. The ship rocked gently with the waves, but inside, the rhythm was far more urgent. Captain Thorne's strong hands gripped her hips, pulling her down onto his thick cock as she straddled him, her back arched and her merchant's gown hiked up around her waist. The salty sea air mixed with the scent of sweat and desire, the lantern swinging wildly above them."That's it, merchant slut," Thorne growled, his voice low and commanding, thrusting upward with powerful thrusts that made her breasts bounce freely. "You like how my dick stretches that tight pussy of yours? Beg for it." His calloused fingers dug into her soft flesh, guiding her as she rode him, her ass slapping against his thighs with each descent."Yes, oh god, yes—your cock feels so good inside me," Elara whimpered, her head thrown back, dark hair cascading like a wild wave. She wasn't sure
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