I agreed to come back the following week, and leftfeeling exhausted and confused, but better about myself and the future. Iguess Dr. Wening did Ok..Fr...day evening I got dressed exactly as I had been last week( sans dress)and waited for Tom to stop by for his check. If I smoked I would havesmoked a pack of cigarettes, waiting for him to show. I was a bundle ofnerves, and not at all sure what I was doing. I wanted to pack up andleave. At six, the doorbell rang and I walked slowly downstairs to. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles had been killed a long time ago and only the reporter, April O'Neil, still remained. She had filmed it all but his men infiltrated her apartment and kidnapped her and brought her and the film to his chamber. The struggling reporter wore her famous yellow jumpsuit uniform. The ninjas were strong and had easily overpowered her and now dragged her to the chamber, tied up and gagged. They threw her on the floor and as much as she struggled she could not escape.. "Ask Mrs. Hill if there's anything you need." Don't worry, I will," grinned Tom, sliding my housecoat off my shoulders so that I stood naked in front of him. "Your wife is the kind of wife I'd like to have some day, Mr. Hill." A nice lad like you will find a good wife sooner than you think," Arnold said, as Tom's fingers played with my erect nipples and I fumbled with his fly."I think you might be right, Mr. Hill," he said. "In fact I've got my eye on a wife right now."I heard my husband laugh. They had taken turns receiving blow jobs from her, one receiving her attentions while one watched out for any approaches of outsiders. They had swapped places after the first one had filled Brooke's lovely mouth with his cock cream.When Brooke had been laid out on her back on a lab table and one of the Brothers had entered her wet pussy with his still erect cock, she had responded very quickly and vocally to the delicious feelings of a really good and nasty--almost public--fucking. The Brother.