Derrick smiled as his wife entered the room, freshly showered; hair wet hanging about her shoulders, the smell of her soap and lotion filling the space. Reaching a hand out he took hers and kissed it softly before returning her kiss his tongue playing lightly with hers enjoying the taste of her mouth. “I missed you too my beautiful wife.” He said slipping an arm inside of her robe to caress the delicate curve of her back before wrapping around her tightly and helping guide her into his lap. As she sat he let his hand play lightly over her skin, soft from the lotion, as he kissed along her neck and shoulders gently, using his chin to nudge her robe slightly out of the way. His other hand was on Prince’s head petting him absentmindedly as he focused on his wife.<br/><br/>As she spoke he nodded slightly catching her every word, he was pleased that the baby was doing well, and was eager to be a father soon. “I would love to see them my dear.” He said when she mentioned the new pictures, eager to see how much their baby had grown. Releasing the leash he let his wife take it, watching her as she tugged their pet up higher on her knees, her hand slipping along the girl’s body. As his wife examined the cunt the way the doctor did Derrick stretched lightly, not caring at the moment what pleasure or discomfort the slave felt, only paying attention to the details about the baby. “Yes….I think our daily ‘exercises’ will be a big help when it comes time to give birth.”<br/><br/>He watched as she brought her hand up, covered with the girls juices and presented it to the dog; he greedily licked the sticky liquid off of her hand and sniffed around looking for more peering down at the girl at his master’s feet knowing where it came from.  Derrick noticed that the tip of Prince’s cock could be seen sticking out of his sheath and chuckled slightly. For the past year Prince had grown accustomed to the new pet, learning the taste of her juices, and knowing what typically followed being given them, so it was no surprise to Derrick how excited the dog was getting. Slowly he stood up on the couch and jumped onto the floor sniffing at the girl and wondering if he would get it now or later in the way dogs do. Seeing his excitement Derrick grabbed Prince’s collar tugging slightly, “Easy boy, a little later I promise.” Seeming to understand the dog walked past the girl sniffing at her his tongue licking lazily at her breast before padding off into the kitchen in search of his food.<br/><br/>Stretching again he turned back to his wife and nodded, “I think in the kitchen.” He said guiding Tatiana off of him and standing up next to her, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her deeply again, his mouth trailing along her neck slightly before giving her a light bite and then heading off to the kitchen an arm around his wife, the leash held in his hand slowly guiding the girl, taking care that nothing happened that would affect the pregnancy. As they approached the small round table in the kitchen that they used for just them he pulled out a chair for his wife pushing it in behind her, and guided their pet to her feet reaching around to remove her blindfold. He guided her into another chair opposite them and tied the leash around the leg of the table.<br/><br/>Most of the time they allowed the girl to eat at the table with them, unless she had done something wrong that she had to be punished for, then she was made to eat out of a bowl on the floor like a dog. However during the pregnancy and especially now that it was nearing the end they allowed her at the table no matter what, and had a chair made that would help her with any slight pains that the pregnancy might cause. Despite her place in the house she was taken care of very well, they made sure of that, and she had been all but spoiled while pregnant. “You may eat Ayme.” He said turning away from her all but ignoring her as he turned to his wife, “Pot roast, my favorite,” He said smiling, inhaling the scent from the appetizing food, “It all looks amazing my love.” Leaning over he kissed her again his hand caressing her inner thigh under the robe lightly before he picked up his fork and knife and began to eat. “So how long did the doctor say, before he expects labor to start?”<br/>