I was overwhelmed by the sexuality of the scene before me. My wife was nourishing the life we created inside her body with milk produced by her body. ...I understood why early humans believed all deities must be female because only a woman can bring forth new life.I smiled watching my wife and daughters.Jhasmine giggled and said, “I’ll bet you didn’t think you’d be turning your sex goddess into a milk cow.”I said, “What I’m looking at is my sex goddess and my lovely daughters. There is something. Do you know that?” Anniel felt her face heat up at the compliment. “Any man would be lucky to have you. Garethiel is a fool.” Anniel looked away. “I don’t really want to talk about him though.” Ashriel shook his head. “Of course not.” He turned her face back to him with the tips of his fingers and leaned into her. With his hand cupping the back of her head, there was no escape, not that she wanted any. He kissed her softly, just a light, sweet brush of lips that left her aching for more.. I moved my hands down to start rubbing his abs, they were rock hard, and made my cock throb against them. I asked if we would go in the pool, because he was making me too hot.He said ok and as I was stepping out of the hot tub he bent me over the edge, and said "we are going to need this slippery when we get in" He started licking my ass, shoving his toung inside, swirling his toung on the rim. He was spitting all over my hole, I moaned once, then he quit, stepped out and told me to follow him.. I heard foot steps on gravel coming from the garden next door and turned to look. ‘Hello Jamie, I thought that it was you.’ The soft Scottish accent triggered recognition before she came into my line of sight. I was Laurie McLean, the soldier’s wife who had shared an impromptu, surreptitious shag with me at the Christmas party. She had obviously just come home from shopping as she was carrying a couple of bags, there was no car and so I guessed that she had used the bus. I suddenly remembered.