Reaching down, Lois put a hand over her swollen stomach and couldn't resist giving the bump a firm push, sloshing around the small oceans' worth of seed that was being kept inside of her, "How are you able to shoot out this much? It shouldn't be possible."
"Eat the right food and sleep with a beautiful woman," Ramon answered as he leaned in and kissed Lois' neck, making a small shudder pass through her already exhausted body, "Besides, since you asked me so nicely, I didn't have any choice but to give you what you wanted."
"Hmm, you spoil me," Lois muttered with a roll of her eyes, "Though if I had known it would be this much, I might have asked you to put on a condom. There's no way I can keep all of this inside of me once you pull out."
"Don't worry, I have a solution for that," Ramon assured her as he summoned a rather large plug while pretending to reach into his pocket.
When he presented to her, Lois' eyes went wide, "You don't want me to-"
"Yes, I do," Ramon cut Lois off as his cock stirred inside of her, making Lois' breath hitch, "For the rest of the day, whenever I see you, I want to know that you're carrying about my seed. Besides, don't act like you won't enjoy it as well."
Lou's face flushed as Ramon's arousing words made her mind and body flush with heat as she imagined herself walking around the ship, flaunting her visibly rounded stomach.
Taking the plug, Lois couldn't help but blush as she felt how heavy it was, and combined with its shape and texture, she knew there was no way she wouldn't feel it inside of her as she walked around.
Looking from the plug back to Ramon, Lois had a heavy flush across her cheeks, "Could you help me…put it in?"
Ramon grinned, "It would be my pleasure."
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"About time the two of you joined us," Ashe called out from her seat at the bar, nursing a beer bottle that was absolutely dripping with condensation, "Did you get it all out of your system?"
"Yes, we had a nice, long talk," Lois replied with an even tone, though the ruddy color to her cheeks and slightly crooked walk told a completely different story.
"I'm sure it was plenty long," Ashe commented with a quick waggle of her eyebrows that made Lois avert her gaze as her calm and collected mask shattered.
"Don't worry, we don't blame you. How about you come get a drink and cool off a little?" Ashe offered.
Ramon gave Lois a small nudge, and after a second, she smiled and walked over, "Fine, but nothing alcoholic, I don't feel like getting tipsy in all this heat."
"Suit yourself," Ashe said with a grin as she downed the rest of her bottle before slamming it down on the countertop, where it was immediately replaced by a fresh one.
As Lois sat down with Ashe, Ramon looked around the spacious sundeck, which had plenty of lounge chairs set underneath adjustable umbrellas. Of course, the main centerpiece of the space was the crystal clear pool built into the deck where Megan and Patty were currently splashing around in and tossing a ball back and forth between them.
Ramon was almost about to join them when he was suddenly catcalled.
"Over here, pool boy."
Looking over, Ramon found Tricia, and Summer all looking at him expectantly. Beth was sitting under the same umbrella, but she was lounging back on her chair with her eyes covered with a pair of shades. "We're in need of some assistance."
Going along with their antics, Ramon walked over with an eager smile across his face, "How can I help you, fine ladies, today?"
"We want to tan," Tricia replied with a broad grin as her eyes traced over Ramon's muscular forearms and large hands, "Though we need someone to put sunscreen on us so we don't burn right up."
"That would be a shame," Ramon nodded along as he stared at the large bottle of sunscreen sitting on the table.
"Well, what are you just standing around for?" Summer muttered as she flipped around to lie on her stomach before reaching up and untying her bra straps, "Do it right the first time, or you're not getting your tip."
"Yes, ma'am," Ramon responded dutifully as he walked over while rubbing his hands together, making sure they were warm to the touch.
Standing over the girls, Ramon stared down at their almost nude bodies and felt a small surge of blood rush south. Deciding that he should have a bit of fun as well, Ramon reached up and took off his shirt before moving to kneel on either side of Summer's legs, basically straddling her ass.
Summer's eyes widened as she felt Ramon's weight settle on top of her, pinning her in place while his half-mast cock came to rest between her cheeks, radiating an intense heat that invaded Summer's mind and body.
"Is something the matter, ma'am?" Ramon asked innocently as he lathered his hands in sunscreen.
"N-no," Summer stammered before clearly her throat and closing her eyes, "Nothing wrong at all, just hurry up before I start to turn red."
Ramon couldn't help but chuckle, seeing right through Summer's pretenses, but the roleplay was the best part, so he played along, "As you wish."
Summer had to suppress a gasp as Ramon's hands started to massage her back, and she realized that she had severely underestimated how good Ramon would be with his hands.
'Oh shit,' Summer cursed as she struggled to keep her reactions under wraps as Ramon kneaded her body like dough, finding hidden knots and undoing them with masterful skill, causing rolling waves of pleasure that made Summer's toes curl, 'Ugh god, why does he have to be so good at everything!?'
'She's probably absolutely losing it,' Ramon thought with a sly smile as he watched the dynamic waves of ecstasy roll off of Summer's body, telling him exactly what areas he needed to work on.
As Ramon slowly moved down Summer's back, her composure faded further and further, her breathing becoming audible, followed by soft sighs and groans when Ramon would hit a particularly sensitive area.
By the time Ramon was working on the small of Summer's back, right above her ass, her entire body was trembling from the intense massage, teetering right on the edge. Had Ramon wanted to, he could have sent Summer right over by targeting a more sensitive area, but something about her always brought out Ramon's more sadistic and controlling nature.
"I think that it's best if I leave you to recover a bit," Ramon said somewhat tauntingly as he stood up and looked down at Summer's quivering form. "I'll come back and get to your legs once I've dealt with your friend. If that's alright with you?"
Summer let out an inentiligable moan in response, which Ramon interpreted as permission.
"Finally, my turn," Tricia muttered as she glanced up at Ramon with an eager smile, "I hope you weren't overreacting, Summer."
"Believe me, she wasn't," Ramon reassured Tricia as he took up a similar position.
Half an hour later, Ramon had finished both girls doing their backs and legs, leaving them motionless on their lounge chairs, almost lifeless if it weren't for the soft sighs and content moans rising from their still forms every now and then.
"Tricia, I can't feel anything," Summer muttered, her head turned to the side as she tried to move her body, only to feel like a heavy but comfortable weight pressing down on her like the world's heaviest blanket.
"Same here, it's amazing," Tricia sighed as she embraced the feeling of utter relaxation, "I think I'm gonna fall asleep at this rate."
Stepping away with a satisfied smile, Ramon was ready to leave the two for a dip in the pool when Beth finally decided to acknowledge him, "You've got them wrapped around your finger, don't you?"
The sardonic blonde milf sat up and took off her shades to stare at Ramon with a complex gaze that was equal parts interested and analyzing, "Makes me wonder how you do it. Most men struggle to deal with one, but you juggle six like it's nothing."
I raised an eyebrow, "You're not including yourself as one of them?"
"Well, besides the crew and the captain, I'm pretty sure I'm the only onboard you haven't fucked with that fucking tool you have swinging around in your pants."
"Maybe, but you seem eager to change that every time we meet," I challenged as I moved closer to Beth, who didn't waver in the slightest and instead seemed to come ot life under the added pressure, "But I can't help but wonder if that's the real reason you decided to tag along."