He had taken his trousers of. Behind his black boxer shorts she saw the bulge of his penis. He rubbed himself over the fabric of his boxer. ‘Go o....’ He said. She didn’t know what came over her, it was like someone else was controlling her mouth. ‘Can I please see your cock? Please honey. Please. I beg you.’ She was humiliating herself begging for his cock like that, yet she couldn’t stop. The desire to see his cock was bigger than the desire to not humiliate herself. She took a deep. Since then we’d been initiated into the bizarre sexual ways of Iris Carlton-Hawes. I can begin to see that we have both been coaxed into doing things with Iris that are simply obscene; such as Guy being the base of a naked pyramid; his mouth straddled by Iris, his cock straddled by me; Iris and I French kissing in the middle. But we did all come together; that was really something.I also witnessed Guy being forced to indulge in a Sixty-Niner with his best friend Ralph! It was a disgusting; but. For the next fifteen minutes I watched as my wife got the fucking of her life, she rode multiple orgasms form the full pounding Dave was delivering to her. I was on edge but resisted allowing myself to cum. From my vantage point on the screen, I could watch Dave's balls contract and knew he was going to unleash deep inside my wife. As he came, I could hear the sloshing sounds of his thick, frothy cum. My wife was breathing hard and panting as she proclaimed how Dave filled her so thoroughly.. For the next few days Sienna was quiet and pensive, coming to grips with reality that the life she had once had still existed. She might no longer wear a collar, but her life was inextricably woven around Coleen. It wasn't pain that prevented her from leaving, but doubt as to whether she could ever return to the life she and Larry had made. What could she say? How could she explain?How much of her feelings were attributable to the love she felt for Coleen and how much her drug altered brain.