She turned back and stared at me, a quizzical look spreading across her face; “What’s the problem?” she asked, “Not as if you don’t fancy he...! A no-strings fuck, popping a cherry too, thought this was the stuff you boys fantasized about?”“Some boys maybe,” I defended myself.“Damn you’re so mature Paul,” she replied sarcastically.It was true about fancying her; Jane had fuelled numerous wank sessions including looking down from my bedroom window as she lay beside my sister topping up her tan. In. If he managed things right, he thought he could achieve a multiplier effect that would boost the power output beyond what four engines could ever achieve working in isolation.To accommodate that, the design of the hull of the ship would have to be completely different to any of the ships that Woden had built. His ship would be shaped more like a bullet than the rounded craft that Woden seemed to favour. Fins would need to be added to address the stability issues and Thomas drew those in.Having. The realization that his wife slept peacefully next door had kept Marcus awake well into the night. The temptation to go to her, to once again awaken her passion and burying himself in her purity had driven him from his room and eventually from the house. She was too good for him, the light that shown from her beautiful blue eyes would never be enough to lead him from the darkness. Instead he risked extinguishing that light forever, risked dragging her down with him. Yet that knowledge wasn’t. .mmmmmmm she's having a shower. Now she spends 20 minutes to half hour under the shower, excellent time for some peeping.I went up the stairs quietly, the bathroom door was wide open and she was happily washing her hair, i could tell by the sound of the shampoo hitting the bath, my chance for a peep, i carefully pulled back on end of the curtain there she was washing her hair, eyes closed, and massaging her head. Her nipples were erect and jutting from her gorgeous boobs, they were still pert.