He was dressed in white pants with a crisp crease down the front, and a purple smoking jacket. There was a purple silk scarf around his neck. He looke... very handsome and distinguished. Even more so than he had looked in Karen's reverie earlier that evening."Oh, hello, Karen," he said. "I'm so glad you could come. Thank you so much. Come in, please." He stepped to one side, taking her arm and ushering her into his house. "Come into the living room and sit down," he said hospitably. "Would you. I only ever wanted you." She took on a somber tone and nuzzled my purple mushroom head against her cheek."Oh god, mom, I want you." I gushed and bent down to pick her up, we stood together as if we were about to slow dance. I quickly took off my shirt so our naked bodies could merge into one plethora of flesh. We remained like that, skin to skin, my hard-on pressed flat against her stomach, her supple breasts pushed into my lower chest, our hands gripping each other's ass cheeks."I want you to. That was no longer necessary, however, as much like a horse broken to saddle, the young woman was now accepting her fate without resisting. She grunted as the Labrador thrusted especially vigorously, but made no attempt to scream, her gag no longer in place."Her fifth mount of the night," smiled the Sheik's son. "She is young and inexperienced, but she was easily broken, I hardly had to use the whip at all, and she is proving to be easy to train."Darius and Mioki noticed the lash marks on her. She reached down, grabbed my cock and squeezed hard. "Who is that woman you came with?", she asked."That's my wife", I answered honestly."Do you think she'd mind if we danced?" Not at all", I said. I grabbed her hand and led her back to the dance floor. We immediately started grinding, her hands running up and down my leather. She'd grab my ass and pull me into her, then run her hand up the front of my pants and rub my throbbing cock.Next thing I knew, my wife and her two admirers were right.