’your’...collar around your neck. As you feel the leather against your skin you cannot help yourself, your fingers reach up and gently caress the ...eather as it circles your neck, my fingers fastening the buckle...then you hear a soft click....’your collar’ is now secured in place ‘locked’ in place and I hold the key. The feel of the collar is exhilarating, the leather on your skin, but much more is the intoxicating feeling of submission, to be ‘collared’ to be ‘owned’. What you have craved for. He liked it even more when they were getting fucked by two or three guys. Or a younger guy getting fucked by two or three aunties. I smile to myself, thinking that he is just like me. I started searching for some nice milf and group sex videos.Suddenly, he asked me, “Bhaiyya, what is that incest folder? I have never heard of it before.” I kind of felt embarrassed. I told him that he was not yet ready for that. He can probably explore it a little later. Then he asked me to tell at least what. Flashbacks covered my eyes and tears rolling down my eyes, I came out of my trance by a familiar voice “Aab jaldise bolo, will you marry me. Mere pair dukh rahe hai..!!”. I nodded my head with joy.K (joyful tone) : May tumhaare jaisi aachi toh nehi, but I will try my best to be a loving husband.Me (I hugged her tightly) : You are the most loving and caring husband a woman can ever get.I was holding her tightly, I didn’t wanna let her go, I wanted to kiss her and went for it. But she stopped me. As Juanita was washing his back using her soaped up breasts as sponges, Patricia was laving his cock and balls with her willing tongue, and Monique and Cynthia were washing his hair. Once he was clean Dale gave each of his beautiful harem women a thorough kissing and groping, teasing sensitive nipples, pussies, and clits, until each had a very satisfying orgasm.As he headed to the throne room for his first breakfast of the day, Dale thought of the meetings he had with the men who had now dubbed.