A child far below could gaze as the shape shift takes place. All wide eyed wonder would be played out on their face. I would drink the sweet nectar t...e pretty meadow flowers offer. Just to decide which brilliant one to choose from would be a chore in itself. A bright sun yellow daffodil would open its petals and welcome me to taste. But then there is the radiant blue violet crying for my attention, the dark petals dancing in the breeze hypnotizing me to take landing. I wouldn’t give in though.. She could only nod and pat my hand. ‘Honey,’ I said, ‘Some part of me still wants to say there is no excuse, no reason for what you did and I should not allow you back into my heart…my life, but I refuse to give in to that urge.’ I looked at my wife’s pretty face as she watched me. The last time we’d been together in Doctor Jamison’s office, she’d still been weak…still recovering…and she’d been weepy. She’d only infrequently been able to meet my gaze decisively. Now she was again the woman I. She did bring her hands up and place them on her legs, but her posture was bad. I gave her a 7 for her form and a 9 for closest to the ground for a total of 26. Ok sweetie, I said as I jotted down a few things. Erin plopped backward on her butt, brought her feet together and stood up. Instead of bowing she looked at me and said, Thanks dad. She then turned around and resumed her place in line. Kayko, I called out while jotting her name down on the piece of paper. My wife looked at me and said,. I smiled and turned back to our two older sisters. Iliasa’s big tits swayed as she squirmed against the palm tree. Her blue eyes were glossy. I could hear Frelia licking at our sister’s twat as the naughty sylph thrust her ass back again to swallow my dick.“Fuck me!” whimpered Frelia. All her strength had evaporated. All her confidence had vanished. “I’m your sister-slave. You can do whatever you want to me.”Those words were magical to me.I thrust my dick into her pussy. I slammed to the hilt.