Laurin's saliva cascaded down Balfor's shaft and acted to lubricate his motions as she massaged her flesh. She glanced up, her lips briefly releasing their prisoner, now glistening in the firelight. "We're only just now starting to weigh anchor! We've a ways to go before reaching the cresting waves of the high seas." Her head guided back upon him, her lips clamped over his head. She began a low, steady hum, her tongue vibrating as it caressed the treasure inside. As she began bobbing up and dwon his shaft, her breasts completed the motion as they were forced to rise and fall with her movements.