C cup breasts and a very rounded, firm ass. It was 3:30 in the morning. Kendra lived in a very Christian home. Not a lot of freedom. Her mother was a ...octor and her father was a cop. She was a rebel. Always tried to piss her parents off. Kendra didn’t live in the best neighborhood in the world; there were fights out in the street almost everyday. Her father seemed more like a “stay at home” cop because he was always breaking up the fights. Kendra snuck over to her front door, opened it and. After a couple of minutes Nick exclaimed:"Shit! That's fucking amazing! My brain is telling me that the hand that I made is mine."One by one they all tried it. Everyone agreed that the illusion was amazing."Now it gets even more weird," Catherine told them. "Nick first."Everything was the same as previously but this time there were two artificial hands."Monica, will you do his own hand whilst I do the other two?"Nick was perplexed. This time he was ready to believe that the artificial hand was. “See who I brought with me?” Chloe pointed to Annette, Ned’s own sweet sister, who definitely had a thing for him.“Ned!” Annette ran into her brother’s arms, kissing him openly, not caring who saw them.“Sweet sis ... let me look at ya! Yep, you’re as ravishing as ever! Meet my new ... ladies. Jessenia and Marisol Ramos, meet my sister, Annette Samuels. They’re sisters, too, as you can see for yourself. They’re also my lovers and always will be. Girls, meet my ex-wife, Chloe... ?” Ned fished for. I pinch your now turgid nipples. Through your panties, you make a sound, but I can’t be sure if it’s a sigh of protest or a moan of pleasure.This physical m*****ation goes on for what seems like eternity to you. At one point you open your eyes to see the red blinking light on the camera and you feel intense humiliation knowing that your assault is being filmed.Finally, I stand. I smile at you. “Jennifer, it’s time you meet my staff”.I move directly in front of you and unzip my pants. I am.