He and I had spent so many high as fuck all nighters, talking about how hot my wife is, that it only seemed appropriate to break out some of our favor...ite, powdered entertainment. Fuck! That stuff makes us so horny! Now we were in the perfect state of mind to spend the entire afternoon satisfying each other’s curiosities about what went on in that room. He was thrilled to learn that she had enjoyed fucking him so much. He talked a lot about how great it had been to fuck such a sensual, and. "How could such a gift work?" he pondered.I sat back and soaked up all the good ideas. I desperately promised myself to write some of this stuff down. For three days we talked of nothing but my ability, with them not knowing it was a real situation for me.As was usual with these two, on day four something else came along. The topic was switched again. I mentally sighed at this. There was no way I could nudge them back onto my abilities unless I came up with a good reason. There was no reason I. I would start trailing hot wet kisses along her long graceful neck down to the valley of her breasts. Only stopping long enough to tease and suckle her nipples to full aching hardness, her head would be tossed back in sheer pleasure as I teased a deep throated moan to erupted forth from her lips. My lips trailing down along the hard flat planes of her belly to her soft shaven pussy, where I would spread her legs so that i could gain entry to her soft sweet, wet clit. My tongue flicking out. On the other hand, perhaps your radio broadcasts will produce some results?" What about the ship's power?" I asked. "Is it efficient, to run the engines, in port, just to power the utilities?" Well, lad, it's reasonably efficient. These big passenger yachts have excellent generators aboard, and it's normal enough to use them, in port, for pretty good periods. In normal times, with our power needs, we might prefer to be hooked up to power from ashore, just as that RV of yours would normally be.