Maxwell--my first special client and a regular. I greeted him with a hug, careful to lay my considerable breasts across his chest so that I could feel... the pecks beneath his shirt. I could feel his cock growing into my leg. "Come," I said. He followed me without protest into the massage room. I noticed that he had already removed his wedding ring. I didn't have to ask. My robe was off again. I bent over the counter that ran along the wall. "But what about...?" "The massage? After. Just fuck me.". There just weren't enough destroyers available, and there was a critical shortage aircraft carriers. What to do?Project Habakkuk.Inspired by an inspiration of mad inventor Geoffrey Pyke, engineers built and tested ship-like prototype ice structures in lakes in Alberta, Canada, in 1943. The idea proved feasible, more or less. Ships made of solid ice, with suitable reinforcing members made of more conventional materials, would be effectively unsinkable by torpedoes or shellfire. However, such. It was kind of presenting her to others, while nobody could see her standing there.“Are you okay?”, he whispered in her ear.“Yeah, a bit dark though”While being in the dark she felt Matthew standing behind her. He was touching her breasts with both hands. All around her were the sounds of people moaning, bodies slamming into each other and wet pussies being rubbed. Although she couldn't see it, it really turned her on and her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Everything in total darkness.. I immediately went to work on Erica's sensitive nipples followed by some passionate kissing. Erica likes it when I talk dirty to her during sex so I whispered, "You want me to stick my tongue in your hot pussy, don't you?" Umm," was her response.I began to kiss my way down over Erica's breast to her belly and on down to her triangle of dark hair. We hadn't planed on having sex that night so we hadn't showered before going to bed so the musky scent of Erica's womanhood was very strong and.