Dinner in the microwave waiting to be zapped and eaten–always my favorites. What I missed the most was lying in bed and hearing him breath. His cade...nce was the only things that could put me to sleep.I didn't hookup with men from the club nor sought out community dick available to every pussy. I took matters into my own hands–literary–watching porn and chasing an orgasm that never came. Tonight was different, taking care of myself wasn't going to get it. I needed something other than my fingers. His name was Jack and he looked a bit concerned to see that Ana was married, but we chatted for a while, until he got relaxed.Finally he introduced us to another three of his friends. All were black men, called Jimmy, Charlie and Buzz. They sat at our table and took turns to dance with my wife… And they all touched her round buttocks while dancing…Around midnight we finally told them that we were leaving.The four black guys then said that they also should be leaving and Ana immediately offered. ”“I want you to call me daddy when Payton comes over tonight. I have three little girls who need guidance, and I don’t want anyone fighting over me. I want my girls to know that I’m in control.”“Yes, daddy. Though that might confuse Payton.”“That’s why you’re going to explain her place in our family. I already spoke with Amber, and she understands her role. Amber is going to be my number one breeder, and I want her to have at least one baby a year for the next five years. Maybe even longer, and. It was time to challenge her a bit. The last part of our route that morning was a slight ascent toward our place, but challenging, as it was about three hundred yards. We would turn left at the intersection and be at our door in a few paces. “Race you to the top,” I breathed. “What? You’ll just get your ass kicked, Babe,” she breathed back. I merely quickened my pace and started leaving her behind. She started running faster to keep up, and her run grew into a light sprint. I let her, giving.