Happy Wife Reflections
I have been giving myself to Black Masters since I turned nineteen. I found that their stamina, strength, and size was such a difference from those of all the white boyfriends I had been out, and then to bed with. Nevertheless, there was one white boy I liked who, although he wasn't a very effective Lover, was very nice so when he begged me to marry him I said yes.
Geoffrey, my husband, always knew that I had a preference for the dark side, so when I suggested to him that I should take up an offer of a date with a Black Master, he said yes. Because of that, our honeymoon was a very happy time for both of us.
We have now been married for almost eight years and in that time Geoffrey has developed into a very happy and truly submissive cuckold. So much so that he likes nothing more than to stand beside my current Master (Jerome) and I as we make love, and to make a little film of us for his album of memories.
If Geoffrey can catch the moment just before Jerome ejaculates his seed into my body he considers that he has done his good cuckold's duty. And me? I'm just happy that I have pleased both of my men.
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