Jahn bit his lower lip, trying not to cum. He almost came again when Sir stood and pulled the leash The ring just below his cockhead felt like it w...as shrinking, tightening around his upper shaft and it felt like a strong hand gripping, squeezing...Sir's hand, stroking, pulling. Jahn's body shook as he fought to keep from cumming.Sir whispered at Jahn's ear, “You're a dirty little pink whore, aren't you? MY whore, Jahn. And so is your wife.” He pointed at Gin, still lying helplessly. I could see a bulge start to form against his towel. “That… is… fucking… HAWT!” he stated excitedly. I bit my bottom lip sensually and stared at him with pleasure in my eyes. He let his towel drop from around his waist, his erection popping forwards with its newly acquired freedom. He sat back in his computer chair, his eyes never leaving the sight in front of him. His hand immediately began stroking his rock hard cock. We sat there, both of us breathing heavily and pleasuring ourselves while. Watching my wife being defiled by Valerie had gotten me aroused again and that fact did not go unnoticed by her.“Hands behind your head,” she said. My heart dropped a bit, but I did so.“You seem to enjoy watching your wife be tormented. Is that true?” she asked.“Yes, Ma’am, I guess so,” I said.“You think it’s ok to get an erection while I torture your wife’s nipples and shove a finger in her ass?”“Um, no, Ma’am, I guess not,” I said. I wasn’t really sure what the right answer was there, but I. Later that day Jo called round, looking extremely sexy in a dress that reached below her knees, but was low cut enough to be interesting, bare legs and a pair of sandals showing off her sexy red toenails.She walked up to and kissed me full on the lips then said. “Rich I'm bored take me out to lunch”.I drove us to a nice country restaurant and we sat and ate a leisurely lunch. Jo smiled at me and I felt her foot running up my leg. “So what did that little minx tell you this morning”?I looked.