Chapter 5

The little boat carrying Doran pitched so violently it looked like it would capsize. Blue and Yellow exchanged glances as they drew closer. Over the dim surface of the water, their blue and yellow eyes flashed with a sultry gleam, passing back and forth. Together, Blue and Yellow sprang up onto the boat. When they planted themselves at the bow and stern, the pitching little boat at last went still. Blue…, Yellow…, Doran murmured, following them with half-lidded eyes. Red and Green, already making love with Doran, kissed her cheeks in unison. Her rosy, softly ripened cheeks flushed even redder, the corners of her eyes wet from crying through climax after climax.