It was now three weeks into it. As it was most mornings, she lay helpless on her back in the shade of the trees at the Circle. Her wrists were pinned ...own above her head, but she made no effort to resist this time. In fact, her moans were deep and sincere, her breath a hard pant as her pussy rose for a third time that morning with as many partners.The sex was no less intense since that talk she had with Sirinna. But now the nature of it had changed, and in such a way that it had kept Marisa. Randolphhad birthed six babies. I had seven. Bartholomew and Horace each had nine.We four felt fortunate that our husbands now vented their creative desireson their other wives. Those five poor men had borne a total of 84 childrento our husbands. Dame Bartholomew's husband had surprised him by taking asthe Third Wife a youngster who was 17 years younger than her and thenmaking the poor man pregnant ten times in a dozen years.The four women were all rising stars at Court who expected their. My husband Joe and I was out dining and decided to take a trip into Club 20, a little sex Club we had visited several times. I was dressed to go out to eat, not necessarily for the sex club.I had an ankle long button down denim dress .. and nothing underneath.Joe had demanded that I leave it unbuttoned to just under my lap.I had a good feeling, and was reasonably relaxed, although there were many men who were looking at me. First we stood at the bar and got a cup of coffee. We talked a little. He began to buck his hips up and ram it home. Her neatly shaved choot made him look at her cunt with uncontrollable lust. He caught a glimpse of her swollen pussy lips as she started pushing around his throbbing cock.She started pushing down and wiggling her ass around. The horny daughter’s pussy was trembling as she fucked her darling Abbu! She had never had a cock this big inside it before. She could feel her orgasm building. Sitting up straight, and pushing down hard, she felt her clit.