I relaxed and sighed. While taking out his now wet fingers he quickly inserted his index finger in my anus and gave a shove.. It went in this time as ...it was wet. and I gave a sharp yelp and tip toed again since I was not at all prepared again. The person standing in front turned back to look at me. I was profusely sweating and managed a meek smile. One third of his finger mush have been through I guess and he was wiggling it for a while making me jerk at will .. Then he decided to take it out. ”We started kissing, trying to look like we mean it. We both know we have to please Delon. It wasn’t easy at first. Neither one of is bi. But the perverse situation of lying here naked and making out to please Delon and his friends must have appealed to Cindy. Her kisses and her gentle but erotic touch were soon much more than an attempt to please our audience. I sensed the change and I’m embarrassed to admit that when her passion began to seem more authentic I started getting a bit turned on. Submissives did very well in the institutional setting. In an institution they would direct her life right down to what she would eat, to when she went to bed, but that would be such a waste in this case. She was perfectly able to function with what he suspected was minimal guidance. Institutionalization would be a tragedy here.The real question is what would make her happy, a fulfilled and functional person? It was obvious this personality quirk was not new; she probably had it all her life.. We even had an intimate New Years Eve where we fucked all afternoon, evening and a couple times the following morning to get the year started proper.One night I was working until 10pm, and Kristy was out drinking with an old friend. She told me to meet her at The Temple Bar so I could meet her friend Tessa. Tessa was about five feet tall, dark hair with a fucking amazing set of titties. "Dean do you like Tessa's boobies? She just got implants!" Kristy said.Well then. That explains it.We went.