You said that you liked dark-skinned men the most, so maybe we can go to a nightclub I read about that caters to white wives looking for black cocks. ...’m not sure if I can stand to watch you fucking another man, but I’m willing to try if it will make you happy.”His transformation into a wannabe cuckold husband was amazing to me. I was more than happy to help him live out his desires, and we made plans to go to that nightclub the following Friday night. We went to bed that night and had the best. Maybe someone is whispering in her sleep.”“Well, it’s worth thinking about,” Scarlett told them, and she changed the subject. “Okay, here’s this morning’s check list. All the dams on the Missouri River have been checked and the gates opened to prevent overflow and washouts. Hydroponics technicians have spread out and selected farms to plant - mostly those that have been plowed already. Wherever found, living cattle, pigs, and poultry have mostly been freed. God! The stink around feedlots and. They were fully dressed. Both girls smiled at me as I silently approached. Courtney got me undressed.Jennifer nearly jumped out of her skin when I lightly caressed her bottom."I'm a good girl, Brian. I'm a good girl," she began chanting between gasps as I petted all over her bottom. I dipped my fingers into her pussy from behind and dragged them through her copious lubrication. "I'm a good girl," she gasped."You are a good little Girl Scout," I whispered as I kissed the back of her shoulders. She found a kneeling position, like Patricia, and kept her brilliant blue eyes down.She then murmured, “Thank you Sir. You are an amazing Master…All of you are..Sirs. I am so lucky to be able to service you all.”Her subservient and thankful response, aimed at all of the men seated at the table, caused a chorus of agreements and raised glasses. Steven then stood and raised his wine glass.“A toast to all partners, present and new. And to our properly subservient wives. May they all have the joy.