Barges on the canal were modernized. The horse drawn wooden barges gave way to riveted iron and steam engines which gave way to welded steel and diese... engines. The canals themselves were evaluated. Do they go where needed? Are they wide enough? Deep enough?There was a little international competition involved; the Boche (Derogatory term for Germans) have ocean going ships on their canals. We must compete. French canals were expanded ... the useful ones.The canals that went to places that. She was moaning and grunting in pleasure and they turned into shouts in ecstasy. She had my fingers between her teeth, both as a grip while I gave stronger thrusts and also as a way to muffle her shouts. I could now feel her body trembling, and her cunt getting even more slippery and wet. I knew she was having small but multiple orgasms. She was digging her nails deep into my back. I could even feel the blood, and sharp pain. But this was giving me even more kick as I knew she was enjoying this. I slid my other left-hand little finger inside her pussy and rotated it. While rotating her pussy, my cousin’s sister locked her legs and said she had her orgasm. I allowed her to relax for few minutes. Meanwhile, I laid my head on her navel and was catching my breath.For Usha, my breathing on her navel was like tickling, and she was laughing. After a few minutes, Usha was trying hard to remove her panties as I had laid on her. So, I lifted my hips and helped her in sliding her panties to her. Almost transfixed by his step-daughter’s rearward aspect, he couldn’t decide which was the more arousing. Her completely exposed and obviously highly lubricated vaginal opening, or the sexy-as-all-hell pubic hair peeking out from between her legs. It had to be line-ball whichever way you went. The fact that no other male on the planet had ever been privy to Melody’s procreative secrets just made it all the hotter. “You like me doing this sweetheart?” he whispered, cupping her pussy from.