Watching her father have sex with one of her school friends had really done it for her.Taking a sip Floyd found there was less then a swallow left ins...de leaving his thirst largely unquenched. He handed the empty cup back to Lily who sat it down in the tent’s corner.“One more!” an excited Lily demanded. “Let’s make one more baby!”“No more. Daddy needs time to recover.” Floyd could feel his heart racing in his chest. His throat was dry and his dick felt raw from over use.Lily pleaded, “Please. ”“First of all, you need to start calling him cuck and he needs to call you mistress. You are the dominant one and he is your cuck. Tim! You need to learn to walk behind you’re wife and open all doors for her.”“See! We do need help. We never thought of doing that.”“I’m hosting a party this Friday night. It will last till Monday morning and I would like you to come.”“We’d love to come.” My wife said without looking towards me.“There will be only black men there. Around 9 or 10.”“OK.”“It would be. I lean against the wall and stare at her a little more. She begins to remove her spike heels, but I stop her. “No, keep the shoes on.” She looks a little lost. “But, Mr. Wallace, they’ll get wet. Why do I need to wear high heels for a sponge bath?” I gently hold her chin in my hand. “Because the guy whose dream this is wants it that way.” The nurse nods meekly. “Well, you have a point there.” She then steps into the tub and turns the water on. I take the sponge from the counter and wet it. Radley. Strongly consider it. I promise you that this home will only become a burden, one that the women of the Society will be more than happy to take on.” She held the folder out.“I’ll look, but no promises.” Mike took the folder, and Elizabeth’s finger briefly touched his. He felt a tiny spark, and suddenly Elizabeth’s smile finally reached her eyes.“We’ll be in touch,” she told him, moving off the steps and down the walkway to the street. Sarah smirked, following her mother out to a sports.