Down The Hatch 18 - Scene 6: A Sailors Delight

Diabolic

Jeanie Marie Sullivan, Steve Holmes, Dick Nasty Pic(s)

With each step, she felt the sway of the ship beneath her feet. The salty scent of the ocean filled her nostrils as she made her way down to the lower decks. She could hear the sounds of water lapping agat the hull and the creaking of the wooden planks beneath her shoes. As she turned a corner, she saw him for the first time. He was tall and muscular, with tanned skin that glistened in the dim lighting. His eyes were piercing blue, and he had a small grin on his lips as he watched her approach. She couldn’t help but feel nervous as she drew closer to him. She knew what he wanted from her, but she wasn’t sure if she was ready for it. But before she could say anything, he reached out and took hold of her hand. Don’t be afraid, he whispered in her ear. I won’t hurt you. With that, he pulled her towards him, and she felt his hardness agat her stomach. She let out a small moan as he kissed her neck, his lips rough and urgent agat her skin. He continued to move his hands down her body, unbuttoning her shirt and pulling it off over her head. She could feel the cool air on her bare skin, but she didn’t care. All she could think about was how good he felt agat her. As he undressed her, she realized that this was exactly what she had been looking for. A sailor’s delight, a night of passion on the high seas. And as they continued to move, she knew that there would be no going back.