I took a step backwards while trying to pull my pants up with one hand and pushing Samson head away with the other. Loosing my balance I fell flat on... my ass. As I sat up Samson was hungrily licking at my pussy giving me wave after wave of pleasure.“No, stop.” I insisted as I pulled my pants up ran to the door shutting it hard behind me. I ran to the reception area my hands shaking with the shock of what had just happened.Where the hell is Russell? I though. I looked at the clock it wasn't. I paid attention; there was no any noise coming from the main bedroom anymore. Sunlight started to enter through the window, driving away the remains of the night.After shaving and having a warm shower, I pictured some images of my sexy wife getting pounded in such a wild manner; so I masturbated to those images.I was almost done making breakfast when I heard my wife and her lover coming down the stairs. Anita was wearing her night robe and had her arm around his waist while he was dressed in. But if I sit around masturbating while thinking about my son fucking me, won't that just make me more frustrated that we can't have sex already?" No. It'll sate those urges for a while. Just like, if you want to cure someone from being afraid of snakes, you have to slowly get them closer and closer to real snakes. Gradually they become used to it, until they can hold a snake in their hand. In the same way, if he fucks you in your mind today, you won't actually want him to fuck you so much in. . but this didn't slow the men down as they one by one took her ankles into their hands and locked the cuffs around her legs, spreading her wide open. The 3rd man took her by her hips and lifted her upward as the 2nd one slid a large foam wedge underneath her hips.. She too was locked in chastity.. her's was steel, and there was a steel clamp that was fixed down around her ballsack.. it looked so uncomfortable as it was tilted back and held in place by a steel hook that attached to the.