‘Just have to take it back with us now,’ she said to herself.“Fancy a cocktail?” Steve asked her.“Mmmm, that would be nice,” she told him,...“and then perhaps...”He smiled at her and reached behind and patted her bottom. Sex suddenly seemed so much better now that they were married and yes, they had not only planned on adding to their family but they had also begun in earnest.They made their way to one of the lounge bars and found themselves with a crowd of people. They had just got served when. I glanced back and down, "make sure you are not wearing under things and take off your shoes."The girls shifted around and then climbed up onto the seat with me. I knew the estate well and went all the way to the back and jumped down to pull a cross bar out of the way on the gate. I led the horses through the gate and turned onto the small track. I closed the gate bar and climbed up and started the horses moving at a slow walk.The bridles I used for the horses did not have bits. As the horses. She did her best not to appear to be playing favorites, conscientiously taking care of other customers in between visits to my table. She had also brought me a new story to read. It certainly wasn't anything I'd expect a mind-controlled sex slave to write. I smiled and began to think that maybe I hadn't completely eradicated her personality with the Pen. She had certainly taken my advice to heart, allowing the characters to interact with their environment, adding more description (and doing it. Now capable of at least some thought, Jeff stopped. ‘We should get off the stairs,’ he said, ‘someone could open that door up there and see us. Let’s go to the couch.’ ‘Ok.’ She agreed, pussy tingling with excitement. He slowly, reluctantly, slid his penis out of Amy’s wet vagina with an audible ‘slurp’ sound. Taking her by the hand, he helped her up off the stairs. The naked young girl stood up, tits bouncing. Amy skipped ahead of him to the couch. Two months ago he never would have thought.