A hamster in one of those plastic balls could at least pick a direction to run in. All Jackson could do was push his hands out against the rubbery mem...brane like a convict clutching bars.Bab gave him a little wave and walked back up the curved staircase. Jackson floated up with her on the other side of the room. The bubble followed a preset path and rose up past a balcony and into what looked like a sumptuous bedchamber. Really fancy. Like something out of a period drama--all frills and elegant. I gladly agreed to rub them for her, and massaged her calves and up to her thighs, letting my hands linger on her inner thighs, resting my hand on her shaved pussy lips. Not wanting to miss an opportunity to taste her clean pussy, I went down on her under the covers, using both hands to grope her breasts and tweak her nipples as I gently licked and sucked her sensitive clit, enjoying her sweet taste. After about a minute or so of me going down on her, I came up to face her and before I could. I'd like to have you with me every minute of every day."Since Wanda was still between Millie and me, we made another Wanda sandwich as Millie and I hugged. When the rest of my wives started to stir, we all got up and got ready for our day.After breakfast, Millie, Wanda and I rode out to check the cattle. John said he was going to get started clearing out some brush so we could get to an area that had a lot of dead trees. I agreed to help him as soon as we got back.At first, I thought everything. That piece of me has never been given before.”She continued. “Also, I’ve never wanted to be honest about my feelings with anyone nor was ever really ashamed about my activities until about a year ago with Charles. That may have put a different thought about how to live that made your presentation of Christian life so appealing. I’ve told you before and will tell you again now. I want to be with you. I love you, Steve.“Some of my new me is due to you. I will admit that. I even have some.