<div align="center"><em>Lord Morgan Ambrose with his son and his cousin preparing to double team the "poor girl".</em></div><br/>He approached his cock now close to her right cheek<strong>"Keep going my dear. He is at your mercy now."</strong>Morgan smiled at the sight of his niece, his surrogate daughter sucking off her cousin and when she had attached the toy to Richard's dick his son would feel the constriction of how it felt like he wouldn't be able to ejaculate even if he wanted to. She held all the cards now. She could ride him theoretically for hours and he wouldn't be able to release. Not that it would be a wise idea otherwise it would go from pleasant torture to just pure torture. Still one could easily see how this would drive a man crazy. The ability to deny physical release was able to break a mind rather quick. He watched as he would see her nurse upon his sons dick doing whatever she wished. Morgan on the other hand would knee down behind Josie his cock pressed in between her rear cheeks and his dick rubbing slowly between them rubbing at her soft holes with the top side rubbing over her puckered rear entrance and the tip caressing her maiden nether lips.