“So stayin’ for the show?” he asked with a smile. “What show?” I asked. “Oh well we get a couple of acts in to perform every hour. But whe... we can’t get an act; Bridget usually sings for us” he said. “She any good,” I asked taking a drink of the whiskey. “She’s the best she is,” he said, “and,” he went on lowering his voice, “she has a rack that if she were a buck no other male deer would want to fuck with her. By god if I were thirty years younger I would do bloody awful things to her if you. I lapped repeatedly the length of her pussy with my tongue, sucked on her clitoris, and stuck my tongue as far into her pussy as it would reach. I brought her to numerous orgasms by sucking her clitoris into my mouth, and while holding it there flicking the tip of it with my tongue. Despite her constant yelling as I sucked on her clitoris, I did not stop until she begged me too by saying “No more. Please! I can’t take any more.” Linda then got onto her knees, buried her face in a pillow and had. My fwife got dressed up in smart skirt and a matching top and she was stunning at that time and i knew its going to be a hot session tonight.My friend came in time and by this time my wife had made my son go to sleep in another room so that they can enjoy peacefully .After some time both of them entered in the bedroom and my wife turned on the light and she closed the room in case my son walks in.The moment she did that my friend grabbed her and both started kissing each other and my wife was. .........In the now lit up basement, I saw infront of me what my Mistress Chrissy had prepared... A torture rack! It looked like a normal long wooden table with leather wrist/ankle restraints at the top and bottom of it and a wheel at the top which, when rotated, tightens and constricts the chain attached to the restraints, causing the stretching out of the victim's body, that victim soon being me! I don't know how I've never noticed her setting that up in the basement before, but I realised.