“It takes two hands to reload,” said the shrink, “but she’ll be able to do that with her restricted hand. Here’s some extra ammunition. Mayb... you could trot around and regather some of it once we get started.”Then the shrink handed me a second pistol. “Here’s one for you as well. I know you’re a bit old for this stuff but you should join in anyway. It’s good for the kids to see older people joining in.” He winked at me, like he knew I would secretly enjoy it.I shrugged and took the pistols in. "You're going to suck my big fat prick deep into your throat."She met his eyes and smiled at him. "I'm going to suck... I'm going to suck that big fat prick deep into my throat."This time Helen beat him to the punch, saying, "I'm going to swallow every ounce of come you let fly."He laughed, "I see you've got the idea," and laughed again. "So, shall we fuck?"His voice made it sound as though he were asking for a dance, but Helen was riveted by the innuendo in his words. Her mouth opened but no. Duke stood up and towered over Lori. Slightly fearful, she looked up at him as he took the necklace from it's box, unclipping it and offering it towards her neck."Shall I?" he said loudly enough for me to hear. Lori simply nodded silently and he stepped behind her while she pulled up her hair to give him access to her slender neck to fasten the necklace. Now my wife wore his trophy. I knew what this meant.Duke took Lori's hand and lifted her up, placing a kiss on her cheek. Then he turned. Again she screamed. He pushed the burning wick against his chest, extinguishing the flame with his own skin, but not a sound left his lips. Tossing the candle aside he rammed the dildo deep once more, a broad spank with the palm of his hand breaking the dried candle wax off her cheek. "I can still hear you" he whispered... pulling the dildo out.Unbuckling the gag she breathed deep and turned, shocked and excited. He put the dildo on the floor in front of her, pointing up, and stood. His.