Though that was but a small victory for she had learned through servant gossip that the pair rarely indulged in marital bliss these days. She felt a s...ight pinch of regret for him. Mayhap she should offer a word or two.“Have I pleased you, Sir?” she asked.He looked at her. “As always Bessie,” he smiled. “I can walk in society now without feeling as if the frustration of my cock weighs heavily like a ball and chain.”Bessie smiled. “I be glad, Sir.” She paused and bit her lip. Should she be so. We decided to take a step forward and try having sex as usual, she wanted to go shopping to buy some sexy seductive lingerie’s for the night.Me of course wanted to buy some condom packs, undergarments and stuffs. So we went to a mall to shop. All through the way we were talking about that night. She was telling about her fantasies and wants to try all of them with me. I told my fantasies too and we were already turned on with these talks. So we went to a mall on a bright Wednesday noon. They’re going to be my sister-wives. I will make this work.“Ladies, you are truly beautiful,” Jasmine said, her voice strong, even though it took an effort. There was some worry, though. She was certain her husband could hardly take his eyes off the two women. Their breasts are bigger than mine. Crap, I’m jealous of those beautiful figures, not to mention their long, beautiful hair. Then she smiled as the next thought hit. I’ve been enhanced and my hair has always been my strong point. I can. Still, he would appreciate it, and she might as well get it done now - her clothes were already covered in dog fur and stink because Dani's poodle bitch was in heat and had been jumping all over her. Becky waved goodbye to her mother, then moved to the kitchen to grab Sarge's bowl and fill it with dog food from under the sink. She walked out into the back yard, thankful for the side gate linking her yard to her neighbors. She was not particularly modest, but still well aware of the fact that.