Over the next few weeks, I had my hair cut, and my clothing became a bit tighter, and more fashionable but never too revealing. I became a lot more re...axed, and began dancing with some of the guys in the club, who would flirt with me. Alan started paying me a few compliments, usually about my bust, and sexy arse. I had lost most of my pregnancy weight, but my breasts were still swollen from 32b to 34d, after so recently having the baby. Mark, my husband was pleased at the transformation as I. The first orgasm was always the most intense but now Sam was poised at the entrance to my tight, little pussy, and as I eased him inside of me the sensation of being filled caused me to inhale deeply and arch my back off the bed.Deeper and deeper Sam went, his vibrations electrifying my sweet quivering sex and although I did not realize it, I still had not taken another breath. Sam filled her thoroughly and as I saw pinpricks of light in her closed eyes. I reached down and flicked my aroused. "Breakfast?" he asks as he turns from me to stir the scrambled eggs in the skillet."It smells yummy!" I squeal already making my plate. We sit at the breakfast table, he's dressed in only his boxers, and me in the buff, my devious mind ponders what else the day may hold. After the table is cleared I start to do the dishes. Daddy comes up behind me. He starts caressing my back and ass. It send tingles all down my body. I push my butt out a little and he slides his hand in between my cheeks, just. “No! Heavens, they don’t have strong enough Talents for that,” Gwyn answered.“Then there will be NO FRATERNIZATION in the future,” I warned them. “You can’t fuck the help and expect them to obey you.”“All right, but we are going to need to find suitable Husbands -- soon!” Sererena told us before they got ready for bed, behind silvered wards so we couldn’t watch them.Breakfast the next morning wasn’t bad here. There was the usual porridge and oatmeal, but they also had sausage and eggs with.