You never told him, did you Steph?" "Tell me what?" Tom asked. "Stephanie Slut, I want you over here on your knees. Do not speak." Tom looked at Steph...in surprise as she stood, went to Debbie's side, and dropped to her knees. "Steph, what's going on? What are you doing?" Debbie patted Steph on the head. "Tom, you're my brother. You plan to marry this girl. But there are some things that you don't know about her. I think that you need to hear what I have to say. Please, just sit and listen." "I. I find myself starring at her tits rocking back and forth with every thrust, more specifically, her nipples, which are a shade of pink, slightly darker than her skin. Another first for me, as all my previous partners had darker nipples that tended to be more along the lines of caramel, or brown. She sees me starring, and smiles, and then she takes my right hand and places it on her chest. She lets out little gasps, as I pinch and twist her nipples. After several minutes of intense fucking, she. ‘Um…thanks.’ ‘I hope that didn’t sound creepy,’ he apologized. He could not tell her age, but she seemed younger than him. He did not want her to think a dirty-old-man had just hit on her. She shook her head. ‘No, it wasn’t creepy. I kind of liked it.’ She shook his hand and he introduced himself. ‘You’re that Marc, the guy who is in a ménage-a-trois?’ He smiled. She looked him up and down as if she was assessing him. ‘They must be pretty special women.’ He nodded. ‘And you must be a really. I started to struggle to escape mydesperate situation. It was really futile. First off, my arms werewell secured, secondly the guys were very muscular and very quickly hadme secured to the table."Now behave yourself Princess, we will be back in a few hours. Masteris going to decide on your new name."The technician came over to the equipment and started piercing my skinwith the needle. "First we will start on the facial hair. That sedative in the wineshould start having an effect on you.