I wish to earn your forgiveness.”I stared at him awhile; before recalling what Iris had shared with me earlier in the day;“Remember Margo, in the ...edroom, always exercise your authority and discipline over the boy! The cock between his legs is yours; not his!”Iris had described some of the bondage methods she’d used on Ralph; in developing the kind of behaviour she desired; which had worked wonders with his performance.So, now Iris had sent Guy into me for a firm lesson on how to behave; and. I saw it was a message from my uncle, and opened my phone, choking on my coffee when I saw it. My new picture message was of my uncle, in our bathroom, just out of the shower standing naked in the mirror, flexing his biceps. Right where his dick would have been he had sat a bottle of shampoo, to keep it out of sight. After assuring my friend I was ok, we kept on with our conversation, but I couldn't help but keep sneaking a peek at it every few minutes.When I got home, Scott was not, and. Marvin finally got his cock deep in my bowels and started a slow movement which you matched with your mouth on my cock. Actually, John was fucking your mouth using my cock since every time he thrust into me, my cock was thrust into your very receptive mouth. My tongue was now lapping at Kathleen’s labia, sucking the ever flowing juices from deep inside her pussy.“Fiona, love, I have to fuck Kathleen. Let me get my cock out of your mouth. No, Marvin you can keep going, I just have to put my dick. . my ass?"Too flabbergasted and confused by the moment to speak, I just nodded. Hope filled me like it never had before."Then I want you to help me. If Doyle needs me to have anal sex, then I will. With you," she said, and then she spilled out the contents of her bag onto my coffee table. There was a tube of lubricant and three strangely shaped black rubber cones, each larger than the last."What are those?" Butt plugs. Doyle would eat his heart out if he knew the things you're going to do to my.