The second week was spent on bed rest at home. It was as if a miracle had taken place in the week that she had been gone. The cupboards were filled to... the brim with food of all kinds. A single bed had been added to the bedroom and her mother had declared that it had been set aside for her. But in the week that she was home so had her mother, and she knew she did not go out at nights either. Whenever she asked the only response she got was ‘yuh is a blessed pickney’. The rest had done her good. Cynthia and I lay down and snuggled. Snuggling led to kissing. Kissing led to milking. And milking lead to you know. We had three glorious sessions of love making.We were snuggling again when Cynthia asked, "How are we going to do this when we are at zero gravity? I know you have felt how I feel when your cock is fully in my cunt. You know how good it is. How are we going to do it if we don't have gravity's help? I want to have you in me all the way. I know that we can give each other terrific. The next morning my brother came over because we were going someplace. He has a key and came in and there I was naked and sprawled out on the bed so he just helped himself like he knows he’s welcome to. It’s a great way to wake up. And then we had a quickie when he dropped me off. I’ve been with you since lunch and you just made me feel real good. Is that enough explanation?”By then he was hard again and just took me from behind, reaching around to do the right things to my tits. “You’ll have. Homer finished drinking the last can of beer, now he was very drunk and was eager for sex. For the first time, Lisa’s lips touched Homer’s. As they went over to Marge, Bart and Maggie, Homer asked intoxicated to Marge ``Honey, can we have our time?” Marge said in affection ``Of course, Homey.” Homer lifted Marge off the ground and held her tight. They glanced into each other’s eyes as Homer took Marge to the sofa and he laid her on top of him. Bart did the same thing to Lisa and laid her on top.