Marlene have respect only for Captain Kelly in this ship, and no silly sex would disturb her from his order. "Aye sir, I got us a course that will take us far from trade lanes, so we can awoid pirates and warships. Also, if nothing goes wrong, we will get to Havana in no time." She said as she show Captain map and show where they are going.
"Bully for you." The rich man says sarcastically, as he eyes up his opponents. "Charles Lundowner." He says by way of introduction, before throwing his dice. Spoiler: Dexterity Roll Success The man rolls well, but Derrick beats him again with a well timed throw - and then the woman beats them both once more. "Maria." She says. "Though perhaps I'll make a more proper introduction after the game."
"Thank you, sweetheart." Catherine smiles, as her hands linger on Mariel's breasts. "We should. I've been terribly lonely of late. It's nice to spend time with you, even in such intimate circumstances." She chuckles, before Mariel leans forward. Perhaps it's the alcohol, or some deeper instinct, but she leans in just a little two far. The two blondes feel their lips touch. Something electric passes through Mariel's body, and she jumps involuntarily. There's a quiet moment in the aftermath, the two women staring at each other, not knowing what to say. Then Catherine leans in and begins to kiss Mariel desperately.
For a moment that felt like an eternity Mariel froze. She had not meant to kiss her mother, but she had done so and it had felt amazing. She wanted more, but at the same time knew that doing such a thing with her own mother was... inappropriate. Yet she could not help but want more, and her resistance to the idea was weakening rapidly... then the older blonde started kissing her and what little resistance she had left crumbled in an instant. Mariel closed her eyes and eagerly returned the kiss...
Derrick drums his fingers along his leg, "A pleasure to meet you both." Alright, this Charles fellow is definitely out of the loop. But what's Maria playing at? This is a frankly blatant show of magic. There's almost no chance Charles or one of the proprietors hasn't noticed. Either magic is more widespread than I thought, or Maria specifically is just throwing caution to the wind. To do what? She knows I have magic. Given her looks and phrasing so far, it's highly unlikely she doesn't. What's her angle? If magic wasn't involved, I'd suspect either someone finally put a bounty on me or she was genuinely interested. Bah, a girl like her with clothes that finely made? Not a chance. If a rich folk gets off from being with a common worker, I know dozens of other men they'd pick over me. Darrel was telling me about some lady who was hitting on him the other day. We can't all be built like a galleon. Though, I do have my own charms. Derrick flashes a cocky grin and raises an eyebrow at Charles. I'm getting off track. Maria's after something. She wants me to know she has magic. She wants me to know that she knows I have magic. Is there a magic organization? Did I break some bylaw I didn't even know existed? Knowing my luck, I did. Wonderful. Nothing for it but to ride out the game. I just hope she leaves me enough cash to walk out with the clothes on my back. When it comes back around to Derrick's turn to roll the dice again, he rolls his wrist in a particular fashion before letting the dice hit the table, "See? There's just something magic about my luck tonight, tell ya what?" Derrick gives a pointed smirk at Maria, "Not half as much as yours seem to be, though. But your beginner's luck is goin' to run out sooner or later. Hope ya got the cash to back your bets."
Smiling at the situation, Renee realised that victory was at hand. She waved eight of the girls, to go and seduce the guards and deal with them quietly. She preferred to do it without losses among her forces.
Kelly examines the charts, before nodding in respect. "Good work, navigator." He turns to the crew. "Get the last of those guttersnipes into the hold, then set a course Nor'byNor'East!" He shouts. "Care to do the honors?" He smiles at Marlene, holding out a burning torch, and gesturing to the pirate sloop, which she suggested to burn. A day later, the Antonio and the ghost ship are cruising towards Havana on a Gulf wind, as Marlene goes downstairs into the hold, looking for a replacement for one of her tools. Heading inside, she sees the captive pirates, held in cages. "Psst!" Turning her head, she sees one man, a reasonably attractive Hispanic fellow with a long head of hair, gesture for her to come.
Mariel feels her mother's tongue enter her mouth, dancing against her own, as the woman squeezes her breasts, pinching the pirate's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. As the two women press together, water splashing out over the rim of the bath as they move, Mariel feels her womanhood rubbing against Catherine's.
“So it would seem.” She was still wondering how she agreed to this, but was thinking. “This will leave you with a fairly big role back here. Lucien will be able to deal with much of the harder tasks but don’t simply unload all your work onto him.”
"I'm sure we can work something out." Maria chuckles, the joke lost on Derrick, and making the whole thing seem more unnerving than funny. Spoiler: Dexterity Roll Success! Still, the next roll goes well for Derrick. The dice roll well, and he scores a win on both his opponents. "Well, this game seems rich for my blood. I'll retire for the evening. But it was a curious pleasure to meet you, Derrick." Maria smiles, before putting some coins on the table and leaving. "Do you know her or something?" Charles raises an eyebrow, staring at the mysterious woman's ass as she walks away. Then he looks at the table, and realises he's lost the game. +5 Doubloons "I don't suppose you'd give me a chance to win back what I lost?" He raises an eyebrow.
Mariel let out muffled moans of pleasure as her arousal spiked rapidly under her mother's assault. Her lust quickly overpowered what little resistance she had left and the young pirate started moving, now fully into it. Her tongue eagerly fought Catherine's while her hands grabbed and started groping the older woman's ass. At the same time she eagerly rubbed her pussy against the older blonde's, seeking to get them both off.
Six girls, cleaned up after the action before, move up on deck, joining the two already seducing the other ship's guards. "Come now, boys... Your captain's going to be busy for hours, he won't notice. And isn't it so unfair that he left you here, while everyone else gets to be entertained?" That argument proves a successful one, and the men abandon their posts. The Veuve's crew make sure they all die with smiles on their faces. As Renee plans to cross and head down into the hold of the slave ship, though, she hears the sound of a pistol going off from within the other ship. Then, she sound of something banging on chains.
Catherine moans into Mariel's mouth, her hips bucking violently as she rubs herself against her daughter. With both of them as worked up as they are, it isn't long before their moans rise higher, and Mariel becomes aware that they're both about to cum.
Horny as she was Mariel would have been unable to stop even if she had wanted to. She kept the kiss going, her tongue fighting with Catherine's and her hands groping the older woman's ass as they rubbed against each other. Her mind was empty of all thoughts as she let herself go, cumming hard together with her mother, her moans of pleasure muffled by the still-shared kiss.
The shared orgasm, when it comes, is explosive, Mariel's nerves straining as the two women collapse against each other. In the aftermath, they hold one another for support, leaning against the rim of the tub. "I'm going to regret this come the morning... But I want you in my bed tonight." Catherine whispers.
“Yes... oh, yes...” Mariel managed to get out as she tried to catch her breath after her orgasm. Despite having just climaxed she was getting aroused again at the thought of what was about to follow.
"We'll still have a lot of preparation to do in the meantime." She looked a little more focused thinking about it, but she gave a look to her daughter. "But we'll worry about that later. For now, we should enjoy ourselves."
Derrick raises his brow at the lady leaving, "Only had one round in ya? Can't blame you. Ol' Derrick can wear out most folks." Though he can't help but admire the view as she leaves and grins knowingly as he knows Charles here fell a little short and he takes the pot. Good thing Maria left, though. Something about her just screams trouble. "A chance to win it back? Sure. I've got another round in me. But I'm only bettin' your money. Whatcha gonna put up for it?" Serves him right for taking his eyes off the prize. Well, one of the possible prizes. Derrick always preferred one on one games. When you're busy watching for other players moves and predictions, it means you can't focus on one and get a decent measure of them. Now that it's just them, Derrick can properly examine his opponent, concealing his glances with his exaggerated hand movements when it's his turn.
Marlene take torch from captain Kelly and rise it up. "Let's burn down anyone who dare to oppose us! For captain Kelly and our Saint Antonio!" She scream with excitement as she throw burning torch to the pirate sloop. Torch hit some old lines on the board and cotton sail, it easy take fire as well. It didn't take long time, before most of the ship come into firestorm. Crew of Sant Antonio shout with joy and pride, while captives stay silent in the cargo. As they left, pirate sloop slowly burn down, like a alone candle in the plain sight. "Damit Peter, I swear one day I will cut off his most precious part. It will teach him respect my tools, who see to use it to clean his nails." Marlene complains, as she searching across cargo for something to replace her tool. She curses for dirt and dust inside, there should be more often clean up here. On sound of pirate, she rise her eye on him. "What do you want? Another crybaby story about you pittyfull past? Sorry, but I'm not intrested". She said as she steped closer to the cage, but outside of reach of Hispanic men. Why she missed him in the battle? Maybe it was to heat of battle.
