Leanne swipes it off with a fingertip and licks her finger to taste it. Rising from the bed, my wife lets her towel drop to the floor. Leanne is bare...in more ways than one. I smile at the sight of her freshly shaved pussy, a treat that I haven’t enjoyed in quite a while. Reaching out, I caress the smooth, bare skin with my fingers before stroking the soft lips below. Leanne enjoys my attention to her cunt for a bit before climbing on to the bed with me. She mounts my face backwards and lowers. It was hard to take her seriously when despite her tantrum she waslying with her legs spread with his toes in her fuckhole. Admittedly he mayhave pushed her too far. It has been three weeks and he had not allowed thecunt to cum. It has started as an experiment inobedience. Testing her to see if she would obey his commandand control herself. In the first week she had been pliable andobedient. Every time she approached her orgasm he would withdraw from her fuckholes and plunge his cock into her. I endured 100 whips with 12 extra ones.I was untied,gag removed.Ordered to roll over and spread eagle.My hands were strapped into thick leather restraints and stretched out tight, a wooden pole at least 3 ft. or longer was slid under my knees then pulled my knees as wide as they could,lashing them to the pole one knee at a time.More leather restraints on my ankles,my legs were then tied up to the headboard. I once again was at their mercy.Gina climbed on to the bed squatted down and told me to. A compound scent of bananas and pine needles blasted my sense of smell. I still couldn't be really certain of the significance of each odor. Their facial expressions were intense... harsh... competitive. It was in their nature; instead of inflicting physical injury, they did this... but why? And how do you determine the winner?Clear-oiled, rugged Angelina was the next to gush. Her lips quivered and she made a slight gurgling sound as tremors of lesbian rapture detonated within her stolen body..