. Master! Just for the record, and no offense, but I’m using only certain titles for each of you. Ryan’s my husband, the man who I love, adore, th... man who holds my heart even now. I’m still his woman first at heart. I’m his wife, his esposa. I admire and enjoy you, Master, and I will obey you at all times, but please don’t ask me to call you, ‘papi.’ That word is reserved for mi esposo, my husband, my sweet Ryan. My very patient, longsuffering hubby. Is that fair, Master?” Brenda stated in no. With their pregnancies almost over, both women were looking forward to delivering and adjusting to the reality of not one, but two new babies in their joint families. While their men had been cleaning up the kitchen in appreciation for the fine meal and also giving recognition to the fact that the two "mommies-to-be" were really feeling like grounded whales more every day, Cindy and Sue had taken the opportunity to freshen up and get into something far more comfortable. Out of their maternity. She was a natural! My hands slid back under her shirt and back up to her tits. I gently pulled on them as we kissed, eliciting slight mews from her. I felt her grinding her panty clad pussy down on my cock, moving back and forth but not really sure what she was doing. I laid back on the couch, pulling her on top of me. I grabbed the bottom of her shirt, waiting for some sort of sign she wanted me to stop. As the shirt came off, she sat up and covered her breasts. "What's wrong? Do you want to. The warm water felt so relaxing after my swim and the jets massaged my body. I laid my head back, closing my eyes and relaxed. It was wonderful having the whole courtyard to myself and I allowed my fingers to caress my body enjoying the privacy. I cupped my full breasts and pinched my nipples a few times until I felt them pointing proudly outward through my wet suit.I slid my fingers downward, scratching my thighs as I wiggled my index finger inside and touched my clit. I moved closer to a jet.