I secretly smile.He tells me to start the shower and tells me he wants me in there with him to wash and play! I do as I’m told for once, only becaus... I know it will benefit me. I can feel his eyes devouring me as I walk away, making sure I wiggle my arse and I can sense he is hard for me already. With the shower going I beckon him to come to me, I want to undress him. He does as he’s told, his eyes never leaving mine. I start with his shirt, unbuttoning from top to bottom; I pull the shirt over. He grabbed those panties, the ones that O.J. was staring at just over four hours ago, and did what O.J. was dying to do at the time. He slid them down her sexy legs. They were caught in the crack of her ass a little, causing them to roll over on themselves. They came loose and he was able to roll the skimpy things down to her knees with her pants. He placed a hand on each soft ass cheek and spread them wide, revealing her tight asshole, and her needy slit underneath. He buried his face in her. He wanted more of this story about my first time, so I pulled out lots of details. I knew at that moment I could get both their motors running. “He raised my shirt over my head and took off my sports bra. I had to help. Poor guy was about shaking when he saw my breasts. I let him feel me all over. I could see a bulge in his shorts and put my hand over it. He got down on his knees and pulled my shorts down. I helped take off my shoes and socks and was worried that I might stink from practice,. .." Just so, sir," Caroline said.She pulled the letter from the packet and tore open the envelope."Perhaps you would like to read it in private," Torrington said."Heavens, no. I'm sure all the men would like to hear my husband's letter."Caroline gave the ranks of somber seaman a brave smile before returning her attention to the letter."'My dearest: If you are reading this letter, I will not be returning. I hope that I have died an honourable death and that you will be as proud of me as you were.