They both were now sweating. It looked like Sameer was also reaching his climax. I was also jerking off seeing them.I stood up and came closer and sa...d, “Fuck this whore harder, Sameer. fuck my slutty wife like a whore.”Nisha moaned – Oh, jaanu, what are you saying?I said – Yeah, bang her hard, and fill her choot with loads of your thick cum.Sameer said – Say that again, Prashant.I said – Fuck my wife, fuck my wife.Nisha was on the 7th sky of excitement hearing that from me. She moaned – yeah. Glen Anderson, his wife Christine and their daughter Fiona had played a large part in the recovery of the damaged young man Gavin had been nine years before. The first six months with the Anderson family had been difficult. Social services had only told the family that Gavin had been recently orphaned, leaving out the details of his mother's violent ending. Christine had sat with him on the nights his nightmares had been at their worst, wondering what he had endured to inspire such terror.The. But you are going to have to use one of those booths. We don’t dare use one with a door on it. If one of those other customers was sent here by Sean then there would be hell to pay. He expects to be obeyed at all times.“Honey, I know how hard this is going to be for you. He made me do it last week. It was horrible! But we ... you have no choice.”Then, with anguish in her voice she said, “And he can make you hurt so bad if you disobey him.”She lifted my face and looked into my eyes and said,. It gives me a thrill seeing you locked for me. And you enjoy me having total control over your dick, don't you?” Mandy moistened a fingertip and placed it against my frenulum and softly rubbed it, sending sparkles of pleasure shooting through my loins.“Well, yes,” I replied with an effort; her fingertip was working magic. “But... but...” I glanced at the ruler she was still clutching.“I think you should keep wearing it, babe,” she said unctuously. “Keep your cock locked for me in that tight.