Page 48 of Total Ship Show

Oh, my God he’s pretending to fuck me.

“THREE!” She takes the picture.

Shouts and screams from the pool gallery.

“Sorry about that,” Aris whispers when I stand back up.

“Mmm, are you though?” I laugh with narrowed eyes.

“Okay, not really.” He smiles.

He smiles so hard his dimples show. “That was a little too fun for me.”

And for me.

“Okay, next one. You pick this time.”

Aris pulls another card from the bucket and reads the front of it. Holding it up for the pool gallery to see, he announces, “The Chairman.”

We take a look at the picture and immediately spring into action. Aris sits on the edge of the block stage with his legs together so everyone in the pool can see him. Facing away from him, I step back and straddle his lap, my legs open and resting on the outer sides of Aris’s legs. I’m basically reverse cowgirl in a seated position and once again, I can feel myself starting to get turned on.

“What do I do with my hands?” I ask.

Someone in the pool shouts, “Wrap them around his neck!”

When I reach my arms around Aris’s neck, he lowers his head just a smidge, bringing his mouth to the side of my face. He kisses my cheek and places his hands on my hips.

“Want to know a secret?” he whispers in my ear.

“Sure.”

“Your tits look really good from this angle.”

My instinct is to let go of his neck, so my breasts aren’t popped out so much, but he squeezes my hips. “Ah, ah, ah. Picture time.”

“Okay, taking the shot in ONE…”

“Grind him! Grind him! Grind him…” several people sing from the pool, clapping to the rhythm of their cheers.

“TWO…”

“He did it to you! Grind that man!”

I wink to the pool guests and then grind back and forth on Aris’s lap a few times as everyone around us cheers and claps. I guess if there’s one thing we’re not, it’s shy. May as well give the cruisers a show. I can hear Aris growl behind me, so I grind just a little more, letting him know I hear him loud and clear.

And I’m not going to lie. He feels incredible when I rub against him. I can only imagine what that would feel like with no fabric between us.

“THREE!”

“The next time you grind on me like that,” Aris says in my ear as cheers continue around us. “You had better be prepared for more pleasure than you know what to do with.”

“Is that a threat?” I ask him as I stand up from his lap. “Or a promise?”

He doesn’t get the chance to answer me before I step over and grab the third and final card from the bucket.

“The Lotus!”

I hold the card up to the cheering audience and then show it to Aris. He nods. This one should be easy enough as long as I’m not too short to get my legs around him.

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