One night, he finally asked me if I wanted to get together. I was surprised it took him so long to pop that question, but maybe that was why I felt so...comfortable with him. I was nervous, but I decided that it was time to give it a shot. We agreed to meet at a local motel. I got dressed in a sexy tight, mini-skirt, blouse, garters, stockings, lacy bra and thong, and five inch heels. I did my make up nice and sexy with red lips and nails. I looked so slutty, and I wanted to make this guy’s jaw. I collapsed on him. He carried me to the divan. I pulled off his dhoti. His erect penis was waving in the air. I became emotional when I caressed it almost a decade after my mother had done so as the last act of her failing hands. I lay back with my feet waving in the air and thighs spread. He came on top. I still held his penis. He brought it towards my vagina. I inserted. He pressed; something seemed to give way. I could feel the penis stretching my vagina for the first time. From that. As we watched, she rolled back down, and water poured into the side of the ship. We reloaded, and fired again. The second round hit the tilting deck about ten feet from the first hit and the ship lifted up out of the water and slammed back down. We heard the sickening snap, and she went down fast, until just the main deck was above the water.The pirates were charging ashore from the ships boats, and I activated the charges we had placed and the ground shook as the homemade mines exploded among. So I went at noon to the house on returning from my office. When I rung the calling bell, she came to open the door. She had kept the article intact, I had to get a carry bag so that I could carry it on my scooter safely. So together we searched for one and in the meanwhile she told me that there was a fine bag but it was up on the rack. So I decided to climb up on the stool and take it. I could find out the bag but there was some old rugs along with it such that while pulling it out the whole.