" I was behind Dee, reached around and opened her shirt revealing pretty, mid-sized breasts.Ken, the driver (our name for him), looked and smiled. I t...ld him it was ok to touch. He said, "Well, how does the lady feel about that?" She answered by taking his hands and placing them on her tits.As he was looking and touching and admiring, I reached down and pulled her skirt up to her waist (no panties). I then asked him to cut the light. He did better, reaching over and drawing the drape to close. Some had been sunk, and a couple had foundered after the battle while being brought back to port. In all that time, we’d only lost one ship.We were all still pissed about Eagle, but it was a lesson learned. Ships foundered in storms, they wrecked on shores and reefs, they took water and sank when their hulls rotted out or if the hull got holed. Ships might be scuttled after a battle, if the victors didn’t want to deal with the captured ship. Ships just didn’t sink in battle, though, unless. Before you know it two mouths were sucking on her tits while the 3rd black tribesmen ripped off her skirt and drawers. This started a likewise feeding frenzy on the other two wives . Their clothes were ripped off and the blackmen were started to carry the women off to the grass mats in front of us.My wife screamed out No!, No! As one of the black tribesmen threw her naked white body over his black shoulder. Her fat tube titties hung over his shoulder and were swinging . The two black tribesmen. I wouldn't turn down a lacy waist bandbut have to be careful that my shirt is tucked in as to not flash a bitof feminine lingerie."I'll clean the kitchen, Mother," I told her after we sat in silence forso long."Why? James. Because it's considered a woman's job? I don't want youcleaning because you think it's a woman's job."I looked at her like she was crazy. I've cleaned the kitchen and helpedher around the house for years and now she thinks I'm doing it becauseit's a 'woman's job.' I chose not.