Linda and Virginia had dressed similarly for comfort as well. The problem was the metal detectors at the airport; after removing everything from my po...ckets I was still setting off the sensors. It was determined after removing my belt and boots that it was the metal snaps on the shirt and I had to submit to a quick frisk by the security people. Linda and Virginia had gone through the same thing and were not happy about it either.We discussed this during the flight and the flight attendant. She told me that they had devised a plan where I would be their maid and housekeeper and they would live as a happily married couple. She assured me that we would still have our private time together and that I would come to love Dr. John as she did. By morning she had me convinced to give it a try. My handler had breakfast with us in our room and when he was told of my decision assured me that he could arrange a whole new identity for me and that I would be getting a monthly check that. Since those girls all mostly wore running shoes.Mel was in something prototypically Mel. She had on her usual pair of FMPs. When you are only five feet tall you need a little lift and she can walk in those things like they are house slippers. The shoes were a perfect supplement to the tightest pair of white pedal-pusher slacks.She rounded out her appearance with a top that was silk and sleeveless like mine, except it was in bright fuchsia. If she did not have perfect dark skin the thing would. I shuddered, squeezing around on him as he fucked me with hard strokes, bringing me closer and closer to cumming.Then he ripped out of me and buried into Sakura. He fucked her now. He pounded her. He slammed his cock into her while his bush tickled my shaved pussy lips. I broke the kiss with her, staring into her slanted eyes.“Daddy's going to breed you!”“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. Then she groaned. “No, wait, I need you back in me. You can't breed me if you're not in my pussy!”“So true,” I.