I would surely have fallen, as my knees lost all strength, my body simply giving her every ounce of my strength. Her passion sweeps my will away like ...utumn leaves in a storm.Strutting to the bathroom, she leads me past her wife on all fours, my big white tits swaying as her wife looks over in gentle amusement and waves hello. She is wife, and I am slave. There was a time I feared she would be jealous, but her heart is great, great as my Mistress. They accepted me as slave because there is that. "I have a little helper at home, she's also an orphan and has signed an agreement, I just wondered if you were present as well?" I said"Normally the personalities are merged when the child achieves maturity, but there are some jobs that demand different attitudes, this is one of them, I would ask you never to call on me again, it has been too long since I had control." She sounded, not angry more concerned."My apologies Felicity, I won't disturb you again, can you pass control to the dominant. Baby got up to go to the bathroom, she had to pass right by the thin guy, who couldn't keep his eyes off my baby's ass,when he turn around he notice I was looking right at him, he walk up to the table and helt his hand out saying he was sorry for checking my wife out, but she was too hot not to..he said his name was Mike, I motion for him to sit at the table,we talk about baby until she returned to the table, Baby was rubbing my leg under the table, that was her way of letting me know she. Shementioned that I was a good dad, that I hugged my kids and told themhow much I loved them. Yet I was as normal as anyone, not over-machobut I was a man. She talked about how I was a good provider, a goodlover and yet I cared. How I was always willing to help, especially heraround the house. For along time she thought I was too perfect untilshe read this book. She could see how this part of my life has made mea better man, a better husband and a better dad. She was somehow happyabout it but.