Same way you did, replied Sarah, taking a sip, A friend of mine told me about it. They continued their conversation and Mistress walked over, a certai...n stride in her step. Sarah. Julie, she said, The girls are ready for you now. Sarah smiled and pulled Julie to her feet, Great. Now comes the good part. She led a puzzled Julie out through a side door, which led to a staircase. Upstairs, the club resembled a hotel, with corridors leading to numerous rooms. Mistress led them down passed many. All are committed to continue being bred for as long as their old wombs and ovaries will produce healthy black babies, just something about giving themselves over to the black man. Saturday morning the 4 young, vibrant black men arrive. None will wear any clothes for the next 5 week breeding session. The first couple of days is non-stop love making. All take a break on day 3, too tired and sore. After a week of intense breeding my wife, Tryphaena, asks the other 5 ladies to join her in private. She did pack a bag so “I could get cleaned up” after we were done working. She packed the bag and I didn’t even look at what she had brought, figuring it was just a set of clean clothes for me. We got in the car and drove the 45 minutes to his place. On the way she was making little sexual comments but again it really didn’t click as I was more focused on getting the work done and also I had tried before with no luck and did not want to get my hopes up again or hers. I figured if she wanted it. While she was still examining the food he slipped into the kitchen and returned with a glass of sweet red wine which he set before her. She looked up at him as if to say where's yours he replied "I already ate." He stepped around behind her and began to massage her shoulders. She moaned and closed her eyes for a minute before she began to eat. He massaged her back and shoulders slowly working out the kinks and knots as she worked through her food. By the time she finished the main course.