The conversation around the table was firing away on all cylinders, riding its meandering road with typical, relentless enthusiasm.While not exactly a... extrovert, my keeper was usually one of the dominant voices at these gatherings. Tonight, however, he had drawn relatively passive. He leaned back in his chair, away from what was once a full plate of food. He had his fingers laced together across his mid-section as he watched our few, close friends discuss some random topic that they had. He presses himself to her tied hands, rubbing his cock against them while using his other hand to squeeze her tits and twist her nipples. Suddenly, the first man stands up, leaving one of him hand between her legs. He pushes his middle finger against the opening of her fuckhole. "What is your name?" he asks. "Jenny," she whispers wondering if she should have made up a name instead. Yet, just very few seconds later she is glad she didn't. She hears few rattling sounds as he uses his. "The man who has hired me has instructed me regarding what I can and can't say to you at this point in time." I see!" Said the colonel, "Then what can you tell me?" I can tell you that I have been hired by your daughter's fiancé to do two things. The first time I was here it was to ascertain the facts regarding her mother's pregnancy. This time I am down here for two purposes, one I cannot go into but the other is to ascertain that you do in fact still live here and get some idea of how you. A true story"Please Nick, don't put your cock there. I'm not ready for that."Nick: "Come on Anna, open your legs, let me do you the right way. We've waited too long and I know you're ready for it." No! I told you I'm not doing that. I can't. In four weeks I'm going to be married and on my wedding night I want my husband to be the one who takes my cherry. I've waited this long. I want to be a virgin for him. He deserves that."Nick: "Let me bust your cherry now and on your wedding night,.