Until I do so I can’t concentrate on work.” I looked at him and he said, “But as I have other option now to get relief why will I masturbate.”...e pulled Busra by her arms to the corner of the lift. I was hell shocked and as I was about to say something and move forward he pushed me by his arms and said me to stay there and not to interfere. I was not even shocked but my mind stopped working. He said to Busra to open her blouse. She was shocked as well and looked towards me. He said that I won’t. Once downstairs he led me to the center of the room. Looking up I could see shackles hanging from the ceiling, which he promptly placed my wrists in. My arms were still bent a bit, so he walked over to a crank and turned it a few times, pulling the chains tight and straightening out my arms. He came back over to me, wheeling a full length mirror in front of me and once again applied the tan colored paste to my genitals (after again going through the painful process of shoving my testicles up. Nikki took extra time to touch my wife and make her moan softly. The right ankle was next as Cristi was clearly excited. Up her right leg, Nikki worked her magic. When she got back to her pussy Nikki adjusted a swing arm and a good-sized phallic tool slipped between my wife's pussy lips. Cristi moaned and shifted down to get a little more in her a Nikki worked up her body. As she massaged Cristi's tits I noticed that my wife was slowly stroking her cock. At her head again Cristi opened her. "It's not my fault. If Dana's son hadn't come home, I could have finished up inside of Dana and I wouldn't need to do these horrible things to my Mommy."Even as he said that, it made more guilt flare up. The first few times he fucked his mother, he had been able to flee back to his room after his lust was spent, but now he knew that once he succumbed to her body he was helpless. It wasn't fair, why did every inch of his mother have to be so perfect? It felt so good to hold her in his arms,.