I could tell. I grabbed her pelvic bones and rammed my hips and cock harder into her cunt. “Fuck her really hard. Get in deeper.” Christina was sq...irming under Vicky's mouth. “Slap her ass so she knows who's in charge.” Reaching down and grabbing her thigh, I picked up Vicky's leg. She's so flexible I had no problem lifting her leg straight out to the side and placing her foot on the loading dock ledge. She was balancing on one high heel. Changing angles, I bent my legs and pushed deeper into. “Hey, did we ever do rock, paper, scissors, to see who was sleeping where tonight?” Blossom asked.“It doesn’t matter, because I have decided who is sleeping where tonight.” I said before any of my wives could answer.“Oh, you have mister husband, sir?” Lynn asked.“Yup. I’ll tell you later.”“When later?” Erin her huge breasts still squashed against my back.“After the kids are tucked in and we’ve had a shower.”We took the babies to their room, and got them cleaned and changed and they were out. I watched all these things thinking that she didn’t notice me what I am doing. But the thing is she noticed everything silently without showing me any sign about that. One fine Sunday, as usually I went to their house in the early noon. She was cooking. She invited me at door with a strange smile saying that uncle went to Bangalore for an official training. She is in a bright yellow saree with matching blouse. I joined with her child to play chess. She gave me a glass of fresh juice. She went. We wouldn't be doing much of the actual work, but we'd still be taking responsibility for it.Unsurprisingly, landscaping was made my responsibility. That would've surprised me greatly a couple of years ago, but it'd been the way things had turned out recently.The family already had ideas for the areas around the Main House, some of the downslope looking toward town, the area between the "V" of the Visitors' Quarters, and down around the front entrance; but none of their ideas were set in.