Frigates, even small ones, are too precious to be risked that way. He has sloops for that. The whole matter probably depends on the events on the peni...sula.”“Very likely. Wellington will break out of Portugal again after the winter. He may choose to advance in the North though.”Thomas agreed. “It’s what I’d do. The supply lines from England are shorter that way. Fortunately, it’s not something we have to decide.”“So true. I like it fine in the Navy, now of course more than ever.”Thomas smiled.. ........ ME ...............................NOWWWWWWWWWWW." Sheimpaled herself onto my thick ten inch pole and stopped as I exploded my wad intoher uterus and gave forth my own utterances of pleasure. Our combined juices wereof such volume that they squirted from her pussy lips like a broken pipe of hot steamycream and coated us with them before running onto the rock we were on. Shecollapsed onto me panting, we both lay there quivering from the excited orgasm wehad together, my cock still. I landed on my back. I stared up into darkness. The world seemed to spin about me. My stomach twisted. My hands went limp, letting the woman go.Barefoot steps slapped away.I think the woman fled. It was hard to be sure. Thinking...hurt. Everything felt fuzzy. I rolled over onto my hands and knees. Sounds echoed around me. I had no idea where I was. Where I should go? Something wet dripped down my forehead.Blood.“Las's cum,” I groaned as I crawled forward down the slope. I had to keep moving. I. June started out as a naive widow and had a metamorphosis into a wanton woman craving to experience everything a sexual life had to offer a person. Her marriage had been boring and she was making up for lost time.Whenever I heard her car pull into my driveway, there was always something afoot. The doorbell rang, I answered the door and let June into the house. "Hi, how have you been? Working a lot of hours?" I inquired.June said nothing, dropped to her knees, pulled down my jogging pants.