Where are all your sex toys?”“In the bedroom in the box next to the bed” I answered over my shoulder as I waddled off to get the towels. By the ...ime I got back to the table and laid out the white fluffy cotton towels, and got up on the table and lay down on them, she had brought the box out and was looking through it.“Goodness me, some of these are huge! Do you use them all?” she asked. “Mostly. I still can’t get the bigger ones all the way in but I’ve been practising” I replied“Well, we’ll see. And he was flirting back! I saw him looking at my nipples several times and notices a bulge growing in his pants. My husband, as planned, decided it was time for him to go to bed since he had to go to work in the morning. Eric and I were having too much fun to call it a night. After my husband went to bed, I really started laying it on. I would bend over the pool table really far in front of him giving him a good view of my wet, shaved pussy. The bulge was growing bigger in Erics pants, so I. “Unzip me?” She said and turned around.As the zipper came down, he saw the same creamy skin he’d seen in the photo, but this time he could feel the warmth and her gentle scent wafted into his nostrils. He felt flushed, light headed. She looked over her shoulder, and smiled.“Thanks. I’m going to change. Back in a second. Don’t go anywhere.” She walked away, his eyes automatically followed and an idle though wondered what underwear she might be wearing. He needed a glass of water.She found him in. Navigation exercises without moving the ship. Bringing the plant up ready to answer bells. That phrase went away, though. The veterans understood it, but new people wouldn't and we had to throw away a lot of our old cherished nautical jargon to streamline the training. If there was a civilian way to say something that made sense, a lot of times us old salts gritted our teeth and changed the way we spoke. That became 'bringing the plant up ready to get underway'.Actually getting under way..