I grew up in the major port city learning what I could. Like most citizens of Barburas I learned how to fight and how to use weapons. I learned engine...ring, navigation and piloting before I was ten. I loved playing with stolen data bases and had hundreds I bought or stole.Breaking the encryptions was the hard part but I had practiced until I was one of the best. That was where I got the plans for stun cannons. Of course no captain was going to let a mere kid work on his ship. I was sixteen. We honeymooned in a very nice beach resort in Italy, where my first night there was a real eye opener for me. I had only limited sexual contact before my wedding day, mostly kissing and convert petting with my future husband. Wow what had I been missing all these years? Luckily my husband James was very thoughtful and patient man. When we awoke the first morning, he said that there was one basic rule for me while we were on our honeymoon, I was only allowed to wear a maximum of three items of. After relaxing for a bit, she began to feel better. The residual buzz from the multiple orgasms she’d had caused her to think about what was to come…or to cum, as it were!She went to the bedroom, tossed off the towel, lay down, and contemplated playing with herself. She wanted to be eager, and ready to fuck when Sir arrived. She moved her fingers down between her legs, found that her cunt lips parted easily, and her fingers found her hole already wet and waiting.Despite that, she was almost. By now I couldn't prevent myself from continuously watching. Once again I felt a little guilty; she was being abused - or was she? After all, it was very evident that she was greatly enjoying herself, while I was sitting next to her and I was doing nothing to stop it. But at the same time I was also getting a lot of pleasure from watching them, and besides, Vicky now had the front of her calves resting against my erection, and each time she ground the front of her cunt against Ron she was also.