As soon as the guard left, he would be on his own with some of the toughest, most vicious, low-life scum in Glasgow. He had never been put in such a h...stile environment in his life and his fear threatened to completely overwhelm him.Kenny only just managed to stop himself from begging the guard not to leave him with these people. His common sense told him that it was going to happen, no matter what he said to the guard, he would be left to get on with things. He instinctively knew that if he. The second man came equally hard as the first. I loved this!The first man then took a second turn, repeating how he ravished my wife’s sweet pussy. I watched and loved every minute.Once he was done I asked them to help me get her fully up onto the bed. They helped me get her up and position her on her back and on “her” side of the bed. I then invited them to take naked pictures of her. The first man had a camera phone and so he took some good memories; full length, close up of her tits,. “Yes, Mistress,” I said, discarding the temptation to lie, to bargain, to try to talk my way out of it without hesitation. Her question was not rhetorical, and it was long past the time to play games with her or play the innocent, lost waif..“Did you think that I would care about the pictures you took? That I would care what people would think about me?”I closed my eyes and sighed, remembering the certainty I’d had about my magnificent plan, how sure I was, how wrong. The seduction, so. When I arrived, was I shocked. My arrival was unnoticed, and was I stunned to watch my mum in the garden, having a deep French kiss with an old school friend of mine. I say 'school friend', but I hated him. He bullied me, and when I left school, I swore I'd never see him again. He was my enemy! But here he was, giving my mum, 20 years older to him, a really deep French kiss, but with dad stood by them, watching intently, with a smile on his face. I'd heard of the word 'cuckold', but my own dad?.