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Tim’s breath continued to come in short, deep gasps for several minutes more. Both Richard and Dave looked down at Barb who, though still kneeling was now sitting back on her heals with the palms of her hands resting flat against the top of her thighs. Though her head was down they could see that she wore an ever so slight smile. They could also see there wasn’t a drop of cum anywhere on her face; she had swallowed it all. Dave also noticed that Barb was trembling slightly, as if she were cold. But he knew different. After all that babe had happened this evening, he could only imagine how badly she needed relief. But he never would have guessed she’d have gone this far to get it. He almost went into shock when just before the last round started, she whispered to him, “If I lose the next round the pull out the collar, put it around my neck and hand Tim the leash.” The collar was a very special game they played, with only two rules. Barb had to choose to have the collar put on, but once placed around her neck she had to obey every command given her, no matter what. There were no exceptions to either rule. It was as much a game of trust as it was of sex. But ultimately it was a game of trust. He had accidentally tested the very limits of her obedience one weekend, but that’s another story. Dave could only imagine that Barb asked for the collar because she had figured out that he had guided the events of the evening to fulfill his cumshot ultimate fantasy. And in pushing her to this new limit, maybe she was now testing his. But now that the collar was around her neck, and according to the rules she could be told to do anything, and she would to obey. It was a very solemn vow she made by excepting the collar. She trusted him enough to obey without question. The only problem was Dave had never had to share that authority with another person. He wasn’t sure exactly how you share such ultimate power as the collar implied. They had never discussed it because it was never an issue. It was never meant to be an issue. Even when he’d teased her with the possibility of introducing a erotic third party into their love life, using the collar had never crossed his mind. What could he do? What would she have him do? Then it hit him, she had already decided what he glamour should do. By asking him to place the collar around her neck and hand the leash to Tim, Barb had both created and set into play rule number three. Dave looked up to see Richard looking at him. He carefully considered what he was about to do. Then he walked over to Tim, who was still slumped in the missionary chair trying to catch his breath, and asked, “Tim, will you release control of…her to me?” Dave almost slipped and said the name he used for her whenever the collar was in play, but quickly decided against it. That was part of their private game and would remain so. “Sure,” Tim answered, a little surprised by the question. Dave reached a hand toward Tim palm up and waited. Tim looked at him for a second before realizing what he wanted. He then placed the end of the leash into Dave’s open hand. Holding the end of the leash in one hand, Dave slid his other hand halfway down the length of the leash. He then began to take up the slack until it produced a gentle tug on the collar. Traveling my mouth back down his shaft, I suckled his cock deeper into my mouth, til the first few inches of his shaft, was housed in my throat. Looking over I saw that Rachel had awakened and was staring with her mouth open in the shape of a big “O.” "No," she protested, breaking away from me. "Fine, you found my video, which is bullshit, it was supposed to be taken down. I was rubbing my thighs together. “Good point.” I find this out after the fact. It felt creepy and cold and Emily hugged herself growing chilly in her silken attire. I checked my timetable and it looked like P.E. was my last period but as I had come after the break time, my stomach had started grumbling. After almost four years, he thought he might try trapping to broaden his diet. Take off your clothes" she told herself. I missionary saw him look me up and down again. I didn’t expect to get you this late on a Sunday.” You just have to endure the pain.” I hold the chair out for Sharon and seat myself next to her but not before she gently grabs my hand and kisses me. I respond in kind. inside of your pussy. "I get her pussy all the time. I erotic could just see her pink tongue flutter against the tight, virginal slit. She gasped each time. I was about to go into the house and get a drink and pulled out my earphones to ask Tom if he wanted one too. Mom disappeared and I dragged myself wearily to my feet. "Jimmy, it felt so nice, the way you gave me a bath. Even though my husband was given his consent over this I ashamed to reach him voluntarily. “No, no, prostitution is illegal in the Kingdom,” he said. "I think you might be cumshot right," she agreed, nodding her head appreciatively. babe Her back was to me, so I got to watch her grab his boner and hold it while she sat on it making it go inside of her and I could see it all perfectly. Then it spoke as it had done long ago in my dream of OZ. This incestuous thrill shot through me. It felt so right. And I was close enough to take in the aroma of her sex. “Now!” She yelled, and they looked at each other. glamour They looked just like a girl's, but they belonged to a futa with a throbbing dick.