Now you have to wear this till I say you can take it off." She graciously put some lube on the device and locked my tiny dick inside of it. She grab...bed an anklet chain from her jewelry box and placed the key onto it. Then she attached the chain around her ankle. "I will send you pictures of it to remind you that you have no control over your pathetic dick." she said while laughing. I pulled my pants back up and saw her out the door on her way to work. Periodically during the day, I would. And finally, he started sucking it. The first guy was still kissing me. He first kissed my upper lips and then went for the lower lips. He bit my lips for some time. It was a little painful and so I moaned. He liked it. His tongue was inside my mouth playing with my tongue. He had a big tongue.After the long kiss and sucking, I had become their whore. The first guy took out his monster. It was 8 inches at least and very thick. It was black and uncut. His tip was rose and already covered with. My wife face turned crimson in boyish embarrassment, but she did not resist such advancement of that old-man.He observed her with a smile on his lips, and then resumed his job with a measurement-tape in hand and while massaging her neck, sleeve, back, arms etc he want on to dictate to his boy the measured-sizes to jot down.Finally he began measuring her endowed bosom, and while so doing he asked my wife once again, Madam, to take the perfect measurement of your breast-cups etc I need to measure. He was jealous. She'd cracked him. And boy, did she know it. Shortly after, he decided to leave, making excuses that he had enough to drink and wanted to get home. He said his goodbyes, finally getting around to her. "I'll see you Monday, partner" she said, hugging him. "Text me when you're home!" she demanded. John nodded, he was still holding her close, his arms around her waist. She held her arms around the nape of his neck, not wanting to let go. John knew if he didn't leave now, he would.