It had built in support but it wouldn’t stop her nipples from poking through the fabric. She pulled the dress over her head and smoothed it down her...hips and stomach before doing a little twirl in the middle of the hotel room for her husband.Fred’s dirty mind was in overdrive. He was in a constant state of horny all week and having his wife with now only exaggerated his desires. His wife was gorgeous beyond words. She looked like a goddess. She wore a tight fitting jet black and sleeveless. She didnt have to ask. She turned over and stuck her pert little bum in the air so that I could have full access to her butt. Then I noticed a brown mark on her undies. I remember she said that next time would be dirtier than pissing on each other. I had now idea what she had meant. I think I did now. Was it something I wanted to do, lick her brown stain on the back of her sexy panties? I was feeling so randy and worked up that I lowered my mouth to her but. Just before I got there a bulge. He took me in his arms and danced with me, waltzing me around his hardwood floor. I kept hunching my hips forward, eager to feel the hard lump in his trousers rub deliciously against my burning pussy. Despite his obvious desire for sex. Matt didn't rush a thing. He was clearly the master of the show. When the song ended, he kissed me. Not the usual mother/son peck on the lips, a long, lingering passionate kiss that had my pussy bubbling with lust for him. He slithered. Write your report. Sir Everett will submit it to me, and I shall send it to their lordships, with a copy to Mr. Egerton for him to act upon. Inspect your new ship, gather a crew, and sail in two or three weeks. That’ll give your Mr. Egerton some time to set things in motion. Good luck, Mr. Grey!”“My humble thanks, Sir Richard,” Thomas was able to reply before a grinning Captain Hume led him out of the admiral’s cabin and onto the quarter deck.“Well, Mr. Grey, you had better get your gear over.