Jarrod eagerly climbs on top lovingly wiping the last of my tears with the pads of his thumbs as he begins to slowly enter between my legs, thrusting slowly. I lift his hands from my cheeks and place them on my thighs, making a slapping sound as they jiggle.

William's POV:

I bring Anna and Annabelle home, we are very excited to be back home, bringing our baby girl home for the first time. I never stop indulging Anna and helping her with whatever she needs while she is still recovering from the delivery. I take Anna's ideas for the arrangement of our family's reunion and work on them.

Anna's pov:

William brings Annabelle and I home the next day. I'm tired yet excited to be home. I can't help but excitedly show Annabelle around her house before placing her in her crib for a nap before her next feeding.

"Please, love, go rest. I'll take care of all of your and Annabelle's needs while you are recovering." William begins lovingly. "If you're not too tired why don't we discuss the arrangement for our families reunion." He finishes excitedly.

"I'd love that, but I'd love even more if we could discuss it over lunch. The hospital food wasn't that great." I say trying to remind myself not to ask too much of him as he is going to be pretty busy with Annabelle too.

Camilla places her hands on top of mine, bouncing with the ripples of her relaxed thigh muscles, slowing the pace, trying to delay the inevitable. I follow, slowing down, but still, feeling her sexy muscles jiggling in my hands and her hands on top of mine confirming she is ok, even likes my hands on her jiggling thighs, makes the volcano explode, sending hot lava, followed by an earthquake that brought streams of water to the volcano’s base.

The volcano erupted a couple more fumes and a little more lava when the after waves of the earthquake shook its foundation.

I smile and say: “Wow, you survived a natural disaster”.

As soon as we are still trying to catch our breath Camilla says: "Well, I never heard of two natural disasters happening at once...until now."

I reply: “What can I telll you, this volcano is not capable of resisting these earthquakes (I give her tired thigh muscles a loving and playful pat) and these beautiful hills (I give her shapely calf a squeeze (jiggling it teasingly) without erupting. Every time it trembles the volcano erupts, it doesn’t matter if it just erupted feeling the earth movement brings it to eruption (I grasp her calf and thigh firmer, shaking my hand to feel it jiggle in my hand).”

The last image is her beautiful eyes sparkling and the feeling of her silky, smooth legs jiggling in my hands.