<strong>Eloise with Trevor</strong><br/><br/>Eloise moaned when MacHeath’s hand found her slit and brushed along it. She felt no shame at the fact that she was already soaking wet for him. She had no choice but to follow him back to the bunk as he lead her along by his thick rod. When the commander had positioned himself on the bed, she smiled at his mention of her riding lessons before straddling his waist and descending her lips onto his knobhead. She used her hands to guide his rod in and moaned gently as she felt the cock slide inside her tunnel. Her walls snuggly grasped his meaty length, and she pushed herself all the way down on it in a few motions. She licked her lips as she looked down upon him, her hands now moving to his chest for support as she lifted her buttocks up and down on his length, slowly upping the tempo. On each penetration, she moaned deeply, and on the upturn she gasped in air audibly. She smiled mischievously when she gasped,<strong>“you feel good inside me… commander.”</strong>