“But I thought you didn’t want to lose your power?”She shook her head. “I didn’t, but after our last fuck, it struck me how much better ever...ything felt with you.” She brought both hands up and rubbed my chest. “I don’t know if it’s because my power wasn’t as potent or because I’m your Fonte now.”I had been mirroring her so closely that I almost reached for her chest, but her words stopped me. “What?” I asked.She nodded, moved to press her breasts into my hands, which were hanging in the air in. "You look happy, little brother. I'll bet you're loving all this pussy you're getting. I should probably call Bethanne to see if she wants some of my little brother's cock." Who's Bethanne?" Oh, another flight attendant, horniest girl I've ever known. Would you like to meet her? She'll fuck your dick right off," she said laughing."Would I be crazy to say yes?" Maybe, she's a nympho for sure, she just loves fucking. Should I call her?"I didn't get to answer because Brenda did first, "Oh, yeah,. I need you inside me. You have started a fire that cannot be sated by touch alone. Suddenly, your touch is gone, and I whimper, only to gasp and groan as you slide your member into me quickly. You stay still, allowing me to adjust and I am grateful that you love me enough to take everything slower than you want to. You rain little kisses on my back as you slowly pull back until you almost leave me, then quickly you push back in, causing a cry of pleasure to escape my lips. You continue to do. Judi thought, “Here is an opportunity to repay my mom for all that she has done for me.”A few days later Sally was at Myra’s place with Anna and Judi. She heard first-hand how the open sharing had reinvigorated the older women’s sex lives, first by building their own self esteem by being enthusiastically pleasured by several guys of all ages, but more importantly by having their partners always see them as desired and desirable females. Anna explained her house-mistressing experience and how.