She had been formally elected to the Presidency of the Confederacy Country Club, the first-ever woman to be so honoured. Her life was very full.Her bl...ck lover had now moved into the master bedroom. Igoro was a highly educated black man who acted far older than his twenty years. Every time she thought of him she got wet. What a lover! She loved sucking his big cock, and sometimes she even allowed her husband to participate orally on her young black lover. Her husband Maxwell meekly accepted his. As she followed her slow and steady breath into relaxation, she could feel herself begin to fill with a certain warmth, delight, and satisfaction. Behind her, a royal blue velvet blanket occupied the back of the couch. Reaching for it she grabbed it and pulled over her naked body. She quivered as the material glided across her dampened skin. The breeze coming from the cracked window added a second sensation to the mix as it cooled the moist parts of her anatomy. The woman closed her eyes. Marion grinned from ear to ear knowing that her friend had just submitted to her desires."Debbie, I always thought you are a bit submissive. Do you prefer the bottom during our games?" This question surprised Debbie, for she always saw herself as a top. But, she quickly replied that although she loves the role of Top, she also sometimes likes to bottom to another woman. But that submission must be forced. She never voluntarily submits to anyone."I never bottom to a man unless ordered to do so. Our meals arrived and as we slowly ate we moved on to marital status,Clarissa and Violet revealed that they were both single, though Clarissahad been briefly married many years ago but when forced to choosebetween "Clarissa," and the wife, chose "Clarissa." What about you ladies?" asked Violet"We're married," said Mark"To each other?" asked Clarissa.I laughed, "No! Not to each other, we both have wonderful wives." How do they feel about you being here this weekend?" asked Violet, ashe topped up.