But she did not listen.The other girl caught hold of Renu’s boobs and did the same. Then they made ussit on the bed and asked each one of the gang t... press our boobs and see theirhardness. Ohhh it was hell! Each one came near us and pressed our boobs. Thatmade my nipples hard and one boy pulled on them with his fingers. My breastsstretched with the pull and he rotated the stretched breast in circles making mecry for mercy. Renu was terrified and fainted on the bed so they carried her tothe. I wanted to support Shirley's unexpected effort to stand up to Joyce's comments though.Derek and the twins looked back and forth at all of us as we three bantered back and forth. After another minute of this, not hearing anything interesting enough to keep them in the room with us, they ran off to play together. Their earlier argument all but forgotten. As soon as the children were out of earshot, Joyce spoke up again."You shouldn't wear him out, Shirley. We all want to spend time visiting with. I started the clock when I put him in his smallest cage yet after reducing cage size several times over months before. This is how he is kept all the time except for very rare removal of the cage for hygiene.He has lost the ability to get even the slightest erection but he can still orgasm given the right stimulation. Orgasms for him have been separated from my sexual pleasure and are awarded to him for his performance in giving me pleasure and his overall good behaviour. He gets great. On Saturday, every time I closed my eyes brought back the vision of my wife on that hotel bed with that asshole behind her, fucking her, driving his cock into the woman that was the center of my world. Sleep was impossible.I started having more thoughts of inadequacy. Had I driven her into the asshole's arms? Was there something lacking in me that made her seek satisfaction elsewhere? Why would a successful, apparently happily married woman have sex with another man? I knew that we had had.