. you know... stuff."Deborah walked back over to me. "Listen, sweetie tell us every detail of your favourite fantasy in gory details now or I'm going ...o phone her and tell all. And I want to hear ALL the details!" with that she pressed to call button again on her phone.Isabelle clapped her hands and laughed, "NO, oh come on..."I was panicking even more; Deborah just waved the phone in the air at me and raised her eyebrows. I began to sweat. I tried to make something up, but I couldn't think. I. She was laying there with her widely spread black nylon covered legs draped over the edge, her blonde pussy framed by a black satin garter belt. Her black pumps were tapping on the floor in excitement. "James... I'm... so... hot... James... pleaseeeee... don't... make... me... wait... any... long... er" she panted. She was so beautiful lying there, I stepped out of my shoes and my trousers, stripped off my socks, and stepped between her legs. "God she was sexy." My cock was hurting with need. I am Jumble Santro, your host." Jumble was a short, big-bellied man with a completely bald head and a horrible scar on the left side of his face. I decided to get the scar out of the way immediately."Nice scar. Are you lucky enough to have a story that matches the spectacular feature, or was it the result of some dull mistake?" Ha! Very good! Yes the story is nearly an epic. Maybe you will get to hear it later. What is that I see on the back of your horses?" We had a good bit of luck this. For a very brief period the pain will be fairly excruciating as the nerves come back to life. I advise you to massage your nipples as this happens, it will lessen the pain and shorten the recovery pain. Ready?”As Jill was taking all this in, he released her. “God damn! That fuckin hurts! Shit, shit!”She reflexively began to massage them and the pain quickly diminished. “Now be a good slut and slowly turn in those beautiful heels as you remove your remaining clothes.”“Okay Anthony.”“That is ‘Yes.