He did it hard enough that my boobs actually were slapping me on the chin. He pounded my ass like he was trying to drive his prick up into my throat...from the bottom. Each time he slammed my ass I let out a grunt. Finally he slammed one last time and held himself full depth up my shitter as his cock pulsed and shot splash after splash on to my innards. As he pulled out a big glob of his spunk flowed out of my well fucked ass, dripped down over my pussy and dropped onto the mattress. . "Need any help?" I asked.He ran up the stairs.I straightened up the mess I'd made with the kids, waited a few minutes and when I heard the water stop running, quietly went up the stairs and waited in the hall, feeling my belly quivering, my pussy leaking, hot and quivering, ready for action. In a minute he came out naked, rubbing his hair with a big towel, and I squealed.He turned toward me and dropped the towel. Obviously, he had been playing with it. And it was a beauty sticking straight out. Caitlin lets out a good laugh, holds the door open for me, smacks mybottom as I walk out, locks up and I head to the passenger side of herBMW, and wait for her to open the door for me.On the way to work she tells me she wants to learn how to put my hair inrollers to encourage me to do it more often."Those curls will wash out by Monday, won?t they? Well you can show meon Sunday evening," she says."Umm, Caitie I think this is okay for a sort of casual Friday hairdo,but I think I have to dress. When Daphne had helped me design my new body, I'd nixed any facial hair except my eyebrows. The fact was that I personally didn't like moustaches and beards and I also didn't want to have to shave every day, especially under primitive conditions. As it turned out, that had been a simple issue for Daphne and her specialists. They'd just ensured that I carried a gene in my new DNA that inhibited the growth of facial hair. Unfortunately, I hadn't thought anything about the hair on my head and now.