In fact each time she would recover it seemed her daughters would bless her with favor from Aphrodite. Her ass would get rounder, firmer and thicker, ...hilst her soft teardrop watermelon tits got more voluptuously buxom.Still looking at herself, she can't figure out why Giuseppe ignores his beautiful wife and his loving daughters. Back in the day, she was her Italian Stallion but had grown into a fat, lazy, pathetic excuse for a man who somehow can't even get hard for her. However, she's learned. “Yes, and I enjoyed their couplings much more than any others. Not that I don’t appreciate all the rest but these two knew how to raise the blood to a fevered pitch and lose themselves in total passion. They never held anything of themselves back. They truly became us.”“I would like to give them one more night together,” the Lord of the Woods, for that was who he was, said to his Lady. “What do you think?”“Yes, and let's stay to observe. The others rolling together in the fields don’t interest. You know Tabitha was just being Tabitha. She?s not happy unless she?spissing on someone?s parade.?She shrugged. ?I guess.?I bumped her with my hip. ?You guess??Nodding, she picked up her own tray and turned look at me. There was noamusement in her face. No mirth. Just a slightly disappointed expression.?I guess it all depends on what this big secret is. Something tells methat I?m not really going to like what I hear.??But you want to hear it anyway??She nodded again. ?At least then I will have. It is mid afternoon. Faustus Mortal goes to the Basilica Cardinale. He is there almost every day as a religious. Seated in the knave are two whom he knows: Sari Stone and Toy Euler. Sensing him arrive, Sari rises and goes to greet him. They go to the West Wing to whisper. Sari Stone: Where were you this morning? Faustus Mortal: I slept in. Sari Stone: That is so unlike you. Faustus Mortal: To be honest, someone kept me awake late. Sari Stone: oh Faustus Mortal grins sheepishly. Sari Stone: My.