The way he treated her, not soft and gentle like I do but rough and hard, and watching another man do that to her was so hot for me.He put his clothes...on and left.She didn't move. she was on her back just looking up at the ceiling. I started to kiss her slowly and softly. she still didn't move. I told her how much I love and and still love her for doing this . Nothing from her. I began to stroke her pussy and finger it.Finally she looked at me as asked if I liked her being a slut for other. He bandages it and repeats for my left hand. Leaving my neck strapped in, he takes the bowl and walks out of the room, leaving the bones on the floor. I fight to try to unhook myself with my stumps, but its no use. The straps are like belt buckles, and require fingers to open. A few minutes later, he comes back with a collar and leash. I try to bite his hand as he hooks the collar around my neck and unstraps me from the chair, but without any luck. Holding the other end of the leash, he starts. The best part was her maddening rhythm.She would rub both her hands around my hot rod & then would quickly deep throat it for some seconds. After making it as much stiff as she wanted,She lowered her messy,swollen cunt on my stiff cock.She wasn’t completely resting on me.Some of her asshole was exposed.To drive me crazier,her one hand was busy playing with her asshole while she made obvious for me that she was playing with her boobs with the other. She was playing so hard with both her boobs &. My cock was still hard in my other hand. “Why are you smelling my panties?”Embarrassed, unable to answer, I stood with her panties in one hand and my throbbing cock in the other. Sis stood naked in the doorway. Her eyes never left mine. “Go ahead,” she nudged, “Finish what you started.”I was too fucking hard to argue. My hand started stroking up and down my young cock again. I watched her eyes fall to watch my labor. She took a step into the bathroom and leaned back on the wall. I couldn’t take.