"She stood and looked at her husband. The belly that had been pushedforward by the baby belt now, without the belt on, looked much more likea pregnant...belly than before, but his breasts were different. Theydidn't hint at a woman's breasts - the were women's breasts. Welldefined, and feminine women's breasts. They sagged a bit, but that justadded to the pre-natal look."Jesus, Gerry, even your nipples look bigger." That's probably your fault, though," he said as he looked at himself Inthe vanity. Her other fear now was that if the new Emir did not have her strangled, the Princess Zubeydeh would exact her revenge.Djamilla's fears were increased when the Chief Eunuch told her that she was no longer the Head Wife and that the new Emir had no wives but that his mother, the Princess Zubeydeh, would be using the Head Wife's separate living quarters and assuming the rôle of number one of the harem.Less disturbing was the news that he had ordered a display of all the women in the harem.. Plus, she thoughtit was kind of kinky. And now that she wore them regularly, she wassurprised to find they weren't actually as uncomfortable as she imaged;though that was because they had a three-quarter-inch platform, so theyreally weren't much higher than her already high four-inch heels.Loren sat across from Stephanie in his dark gray slacks, a white shirtand black open-toed pumps. His bright red bra showed clearly throughhis shirt, especially as Stephanie had padded it slightly to give. Gently I touched her silky smooth thighs and legs, clearly freshly shaven and let my fingers caress her thighs and ass. Somehow the thought that this was all for me drove me on to be more bold than I ever expected me to be. My fingers found their way to the seam of her crack just under that comically long tail and then pressed up and down into the fabric covering between her asshole and pussy. Oh… Mom moaned approvingly and I could feel the heat and wetness on the other side of this final.