Chris pulled his cock clear of her mouth, stroking himself now as he looked down at her with approval and appreciation, maintaining eye contact as his own balls began to twitch and tighten.
“Cum now Sarah, cum for us.”
“Y-yes, Sir…”
Her voice was barely a whisper, a squeak, as if the collar was choking her breath away, but the quiet was only momentary as suddenly the tightness in her thighs and lower abdomen exploded into a rippling, knee shaking orgasm, the air rushing out of her lungs through her parted lips in a reverberating scream of pleasure, of pressure released and anticipation delivered. Sarah cumming once and then twice as her body continued to remind her what a good girl she was, and how much power the collar and these men had over her very soul.
Chris lost control at the moment his gorgeous wife started cumming, his own groans underpinning her squeals as ropes of his cum blasted from his pulsating cock to paint Sarah’s face and tits, adding to the mess she had already earned and bringing a laughing grin to his face as he felt the exhilaration wash through him, the strength drain from his muscles, and the thrill of seeing his wife kneeling in nothing but a collar and the combined cum of her husband and his father, as Chris too slumped back to sit half-dressed and spent on the other sofa.
Sarah’s climaxes peaked and he breathing rose and fell in deep and ragged gasps, a deep flush spreading across her chest and cheeks, and her hands tracing some of the stickier pools of cum that clung to her naked skin as if noticing it for the first time, but it was Gwen’s voice that broke the shock and awe of the afterglow first.
“All right you three, you’ve had your fun. Dinner’s ready and the football is starting in 10 minutes, so get yourselves cleaned up and grab a plate please.”
Sarah looked at her mother-in-law, still fully dressed and calm as ever in the kitchen, now with a glass of white wine in hand, then back to her husband, who was grinning like an idiot in front of her, his rapidly deflating cock still out on display and his long legs spread wide, and gave a gasp of surprise as she felt the pressure of the leather against her throat tighten then release, as the confident fingers of her father-in-law unclasped the collar and took it away.
“Playtime’s over kids, you heard your mother.”
Completely naked, covered in the juices of her husband, her father-in-law and her own pussy, kneeling in the middle of the family living room in front of the coffee table and the TV, Sarah’s brain finally caught up to her body and send a spike of self-consciousness fuelled adrenaline through her, and as Chris, Phil and Gwen began serving dinner in the kitchen, their favourite daughter-in-law rushed off to the nearest bathroom to try to find herself again, or at the very least, to get less sticky.
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