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The sounds of crying babies fills the house Poseidon has bought for Sabrina.

“Want me to go, baby?” Poseidon asks, kissing the back of her neck.

“If I lay here, you are going to give them bottles and then come back here and I’m going to be late to my first day back at work,” Sabrina starts to move away.

“But won't it be worth it,” Poseidon teases.

“Down boy,” Sabrina kisses him and moves away.

Sabrina moves a little slower but still gets all three bottles, bringing peace to the house again.

Poseidon lays on his back. It’s been eight weeks, and the children are strong and happy. Poseidon still swims in the sea everyday, but he is growing accustomed to life on land.

Two weeks ago, Sabrina cooked steak and vegetables with wine. The children were asleep, and Poseidon was shocked at her seduction. For a moment, he thought she was a siren. They made love that night, but Poseidon was careful not to allow her to conceive again. But he hasn't stopped enjoying the sexual attention he gets from