Big Willie was about to get another surprise or two.I wonder what he’s going to think of CJ ... and all of our kids for that matter?When I peeked in...ide the bathroom, or ‘head’, I noticed not one, but two potty chairs lined up next to our toilet. Someone had made plans and gone shopping, and I couldn’t be happier about it. My wives missed their little ones even more than I did. We were all planning on getting our kids first thing in the morning before we set sail. (Or is it ‘crank motor’?. As Tabitha waited for an answer, Jon released his hold against him and instead pulled Margot away slightly.Margot was in somewhat of an erotic trance having just seen her daughter enjoy her date’s cock. Hearing him suggest that Tabitha thank her made tingles run through her body. It was racy enough letting her daughter use her mouth on him, but allowing Tabitha to use it on her as well… Perhaps it was the wine taking full effect or the result of too many orgasms already that night, but Margot. "Now hang on," he starts to say."No, you hang on, you sexist asshole. We're all working hard for this,and all week you've given us nothing. Nothing I do is what you want,even if it's what you tell me you want! You're rude, you'reuncommunicative, you're either bored or incompetant and I'm not goingto put up with your shit any more. I'm fired anyway, according to you.But, you're also right." Excuse me?" You're right. You haven't seen me act all week. I haven't beenlistening to anyone, I haven't. He was right. I was such a whore. A slut. I let all those other men, even my sons, use what belonged to him. I swore to be his faithful wife on our marriage day.And I couldn't be that. I had proved myself unworthy of being his wife. But I could be his slave.“You only fuck the men I allow!” CRACK!“Yes, Master!” I screamed as the pain twisted through my body, swirling about my lusts, making my pussy even juicier as the hurt spread into my cunt.CRACK!“Say it!” he snarled, the sound of his spanking.