He waited calmly as she slowly came down from her near miss, in tears from frustration. The master lubed the other dildo, one a few inches lon...er, perhaps a half inch wider and covered with little knobs designed to rub against her cunt walls even when the dildo was stationary within her fuck tunnel. The act of breathing would be enough to cause small changes in her cunt that would be magnified by the bumps that made continuous contact with her vaginal walls. Darla fought against her. Until my wife's soft tongue licked at a nipple, and a hand squeezed the other breast. I knew why she had to do it, new the punishment for failure was too high. It was up to me to resist. She kept at me, and I writhed in this awful punishment of pleasure.A new hand touched my breast. I looked up to see him standing there. He pinched me hard, and I knew he would give me release on his terms.My mind shattered, "Please... what do you want? I'll... do anything..." With that horrible black rubber. "Haha, why don't you open up and let us in"Us? Who else could be with him, the first time I didn't have enough time to be scared before I was suddenly sucking his cock. This time I truly felt the pressure of the situation. I knew that I had no choice but to open up, since he still had my video. I opened the door and he was there with another guy, they were both similar in size. "Who are you?" I asked."That's Ben, he's my friend. Don't worry about him." Dean replied. They came and sat on my bed. I put it back on hers thinking that it might be because of sleep.A few minutes passed by and I was about to fall asleep when I felt her hand on my left thigh again – this time, a little inside a closer to my crotch. I was sincere enough to put it back the first time but not fool to do it again.I let her hand rest on my thigh. I waited for some time. But there was no further movement. My six-inch cock was hard by now thinking about her and feeling her hand.I was struggling in my mind whether to.