“What do you mean?”“I need some inspiration. Take it out.”“What?” he asked, the tables turned on him.“C'mon, let me see what I'm working...with!”He unzipped his shorts and pulled his cock through the fly for his wife to see. She pushed her own shorts down, the elastic waistband gliding over her hips on the way to the floor. She wiggled her finger downward to indicate that he should drop his all the way, so he complied, boxers and all.“Hmmm,” she hummed. “Lettuce wrap?” She grabbed a big leaf of. She was a very subtle woman.When I was done getting 'nice and clean', I went down for breakfast. My mom, still wearing nothing but that loose fitting robe, was serving some eggs to my sister, who was wearing a bra and a towel. The bra did nothing to hide the fact that her nipples were pink and pointy, but then again, mom's robe didn't hide her pointiness too well either.As my mom served up my eggs, she bent over, and her robe flew open, revealing her quality, durable breasts. Even though she. Instinctively she reached out to touch one, to make itfeel better, but her mother flinched away as shereached out.“Oh mom, I’m not going to hurt you any more. I justwanted to make you feel better!”Slowly, cautiously, Bea dropped her hands from hersore and aching breasts as Wendy reached up to gentlyhold them. She gently stroked the area that she hadbitten, her face wincing with imagined pain at thehurt she had just caused. Bea smiled and reached upher own hands to cup her. I guess this is something happy concubines do. I've told you about Violet and her work on new songs and several new videos. She's gotten the whole harem involved in those. Erica and I try to avoid watching until they are ready.However, I think I also told you about what I discovered on Ishtar, where the concubines there apparently perform regularly for visiting ship crews. So that is at least three groups of concubines on three different planets working on or performing music. I get a feeling.