The cabin was filled with the soft sounds of the ship moving through the ocean and Lyra's growing moans. My face was buried deep between her spread legs, my mouth completely pressed against her pussy. I kissed and sucked on her wet folds, my lips smooching and licking every inch as she got wetter and wetter. Her sweet juice coated my tongue and chin.
"Ahh yeahhh… Austin… ahmm…" Lyra gasped loudly, her voice shaky with pleasure. Her hips kept lifting off the bed, pushing herself harder against my mouth as waves of sensation exploded through her body.
I pulled my face back just a little, lips shiny and wet, and looked up at her with a smirk.
"You are so wet," I said, my voice low and teasing. "Even though we fucked so much just two days ago."
Lyra's chest was rising and falling fast. She reached down, cupped my face with both hands, and looked at me with hazy, lust-filled eyes.
"Yeah… that's cuz you are way too hot as a man…" she said, her thumbs brushing over my wet cheeks.
