Chapter Thirteen
Banquet of Breasts
“Let this same be presently performed...even while men’s minds are wild.”
Shakespeare, Hamlet, act 5, scene 2
It was past midnight, but I still couldn’t sleep. I lay on my back, staring up at the dark ceiling of my cabin. My chosen s*x-mate for the evening lay sleeping on her side, facing me. A dribble of my c*m seeped from the corner of her mouth. Her soft breath stirred the fine, bleached hairs on my arm. I smiled at her, admiring the bright moonlight accenting the chubby, exaggerated feminine curves of her body.
Concerns for our continued stay in Lust Lagoon kept galloping through my brain. I had made it the rule, and enforced it in spite of the crew’s grumbling, that every girl would be allowed to rest for an hour after she ate a meal. I had a h
