" "Yes, it's in your study. Come I shall show it to you." Rhea led him into his study and displayed the portrait that hung opposite his worktable. It ...as the portrait which Rhea received along with Adam's invitation. "Lord have mercy..." he whispered and eyed the expression of bliss on the woman's face. He looked back at Rhea, "You bought this for me?" "Indeed, and that one as well." Rhea pointed to the one that hung behind his chair. It was another black and white, nude portrait of a woman. Dolly was having a difficult time breathing with the duct tape over her mouth and was trembling with fear and anticipation. Her chest and tits were heaving and she was still struggling to get free. The excited duo went quickly back to the task at hand. Stan rubbed Dolly's pussy mound with his hand and was slightly surprised to find it already wet. He slid his finger into her cunt and found it satiny and slippery with fuck juice. Then two fingers, then three fingers. He said, "She's hot to fuck,. “Open your legs” he said softly, his fingers began to rub up and down my cunt lips and the back of one of his fingers found my clit and he rubbed it. What the fuck is “she” doing I thought to myself, and I found myself opening and closing my knees like I was trying to fly, lol, as his finger went into my damp cunt .We pulled into the parking lot by Lovers lane , he lent over and put the fingers he had put in my cunt against my mouth, “suck” he said ” clean my fingers” and he pushed two into my. "The voice shook me out of the dream. A rush of shame entered my mind. Here I was looking at the woman I loved degrading herself with the woman who was my best friend. Two victims caught in a web of humiliation, partly of my doing — forced to do things against their will.And I just watched."Myriam," I croaked. "Don't do this. I love you, honey. You don't have to do..." A hand cut off my words. It smelled of soap and tobacco.Myriam looked up. Her face turned my way. I saw the plastic travesty of.