" So that's where she learned it."We're not saying he did, Eve, hon. Unless I miss my guess, Sir Galahad here thinks it's our stepparents. That's quit... a conspiracy theory there, lover-boy." Yeah," I said rubbing my chin. "But to tell the truth, I think it gets worse. There's no way the three of your stepparents could have pulled this off alone for about a hundred reasons I can think of right off the top of my head. My god, it's even touched you here on Mars, and I don't mean just the shuttle. I seized her hand and guided it to the throbbing shaft and was gratified to feel her grasp it in a firm embrace and begin to rub it slowly up and down its engorged and burning length.The sudden magnetic touch of her tender and delicate hand on the seat of my sensations, the twining of the white, soft fingers about my shaft of love, my arrow of desire, together with the sweet, melting softness of her clinging lips, together with the soft compression of her thinly-clad body, strained tightly. We finally moved our private party to the hot tub giving the 6 guys in there a better view of her tits through her bra. She sat on the other side of the hot tub from me, letting the guys rub her legs, flat stomach and her pussy through her panties. Ariel’s pussy was ready for cock, but she only wanted mine that night. Leaving all the guys in the hot tub hard and ready to go, we brought our party back to our room, immediately stripping our clothes I threw her tiny little body on the bed spread. It was a good job that I wasn't hairy!It was then I noticed a pair of black shiny leather boots standing underthe table. I fetched them and admired them, wondering if they were mysize. They had laces down the sides and 3" heels. I sat on the bed andplaced my PVC stocking feet into them. Like Cinderella's glass slipperthey were a perfect fit, coming up to the top of my calfs. I laced themup, not too tight, so that they felt comfortable. The final item was ablack wig. I put it on over my short.