Earl kept watching her ass swaying in the tight dress until she disappeared out of sight among the crowd of people that were on the dance floor.He did...catch a glimpse of her thong beneath the thin gold material of her dress as she was walking away. Earl also noticed that she wasn't wearing her wedding rings tonight. He felt uncomfortable about the lack of the symbolic none presents of her wedding band more than anything tonight.Earl sat back down on his stool and reached around with his right. Amélie had worried at first whether Sandrine would be permitted to stay with them, but once it was made clear she was a senior and trusted family retainer, despite her youth, as well as a free woman, not a slave, her presence was accepted. It was accepted by the only persons that mattered—namely, Captain Leavenworth and his officers. The crew was billeted in and ate in separate quarters. Like Captain Beauchamp of Black Weasel, Leavenworth ran a tight ship. There would be no muttering or signs. Slowly taking each step .. wanting with lust.. with greedy eyes.. he saw me. First, he could not believe it was me and when he saw me in almost nude dress revealing most of my sex parts , he lost his control.He grabbed me by my back hding me very tight and close to him. he was looking directly in my eyes I could sense his lust .He shifted his whole body weight on me and started kissing wildly, smooching and licking our tongues. With a jerk he pushed me in the wall, and almost crushed my boobs. A few strokes of my cock was enough to make me cum. I shot load after load of spunk onto my girlfriend's face, imagining what it would be like to do the same to my Mother. Afterwards, as I snuggled down to sleep, Emma gently bit my earlobe and said, "When you fuck Ruth, can I fuck her too?" Upping my seduction techniques, I started to 'accidentally' brush past Mum a lot, letting my fingers touch her hips, or arse, and once even her breast. I knew this was turning her on as I saw her nipple.