She then stood up and took of her skirt to reveal her black pattern stockings and black suspender belt. She lay down next to me on the bed and started...to rub my legs through her tights then told me to pull down her pink panties which i'd had on over the tights then she started to rub my cock through her tights with her fingers gently and it felt amazing and i got hard again. She smiled then she told me i could rub her stocking covered legs so i did. She then told me to take her heels off and. I liked that."I'm glad you think I'm pretty. It makes me feel so good to be appreciated like that. You made me feel like a woman again." We need to get out of here. My husband may be missing me by now. Let's take a quick shower and go back down."They get dressed."I want your number. I want you to breed me some more. I want more of your cum in me."He enters his number in her phone.She goes back downstairs. He waits a few minutes and goes down.She walks back to the Senator and takes his arm. She. ” I moved on to the bow. “This is a staysail barge,” I pointed to the rust-red sausage of sail cloth dangling from the fore-stay. “Some barges have a bowsprit, which can be raised to make more space in harbour, then lowered when sailing to carry another sail.” I pointed at the next feature. “Anchor windlass. Hard work. Behind you can see the anchor chain, what we call ‘flaked down’ so it’ll run out easily when we need it. There,” I pointed again, “fo’c’sle hatch. That’s where the mate and. We moved our lips around making smacking sounds and getting sloppily wet from the mixing of our saliva. I could feel warmth growing in my loins. Shelley was moving her mound against me. Our passion was growing; we were fanning the flames of desire. I had been caressing her hair, her ears, her neck, her back and her arms. I slowly with soft touches, almost tickles, move my hand to her breast. She moaned as I touched her. I cupped her breast, caressing underneath. Her nipple got bigger, harder.