I could not go on my hands and knees as my sex would be too low for him to penetrate me and to stand and bend over would still mean having his weight ...pon me. I thought of ways, but it still meant trying to bare the great bulk of his magnificent body. As I began to despair of ever finding a way, the face of a man flashed in my mind. I needed help from a clever and trustworthy person and thank the Gods, I knew of such a man. * * * * *Among the people of the royal court there was. I almost panicked again when I felt my husband's hands upon my head once more, but he simply brushed my hair away from my face, and I was thankful for his gesture, as my hair was beginning to get in the way of my mouth.I looked up my husband's body, noting the quickening rise and fall of his chest. Looking further upward, I saw his eyes, half-open and full of desire and love, locked with mine. This time, I was prepared, and with my eyes locked with his for as long as possible, I was the one in. Slowly, he kissed me, opening my mouth, softly toughing his tongue to mine, dipping in and out, driving me crazy. I wrapped my arms around him, rubbing my hands up and down his spine, feeling each muscle pull as I touched him, his mouth beginning to explore, over my cheeks, down the sides of my neck, then finally, to my breast, heavy and sensitive, as he sucked my nipple into his hot, wet mouth. My body shivered and I felt everything pool in between my legs. He released me and centered himself. He buckled the straps and closed the lid. He decided that this was too important to just sell off. He would take it back to the woman he bought it from the next day and explain what he found. She would probably want to keep it if she knew what it was.***Albert locked up, turned off the lights and hit the sack for the night with thoughts of the trunk and Albertina on his mind as he drifted off to sleep.He suddenly found himself back on the deck of the ship in the same fog. Again he was wearing.