Greg thought he heard a twig snap but ignored it as his actions felt too good. He needed to cum before he got ready. His mind filled with images of th...e maid of honour, his anal slut. He thought of her bent over ready for him to take what is his. Greg realised how lucky he was that his bride both knew and loved the arrangement he had with Rocco and the Maid of honour, Jolene. Greg heard a loud cough near him and opened his eyes. Standing before him was Jolene. She was wearing a form-fitting. ‘Take off your clothes. Strip yourself naked,’ he said. In the way he couldn’t believe when Donna started undressing herself, he couldn’t believe it when Kathy started stripping. ‘I want to see you naked,’ he said reinforcing his hypnotic suggestion by repeating his sexual desire for Kathy in the way he did with Donna. Never having hypnotized anyone before, he had no idea what he was doing but with the help of that magic, alien, flashlight, with him quickly becoming a serial hypnotist, he was a. “He’s a historian, and I’m sure that Mercedes goes into incredible detail s when she talks with him. One day, he’s going to be the second leading authority on Chaos, if he isn’t already.”“That’s a good idea,” JJ said.“You might also talk to Sid Jones. His campaign in the slaver war was really significant.”“I heard about that.”“You might want to read some of the books that have been written about Chaos. I mean, the Damsels may focus on the sex, but there’s a lot of background information in them. She’d mocked Sandrine as undesirable and unalluring. Sandrine had looked merely annoyed. Now an expression of outrage and fury came across her face. I already knew she had a Mediterranean temper to go with the looks. If she were a cartoon character her eyes would have bugged out and daggers would have leapt from them. “You just stepped over the line, douchebag cunt,” Sandrine said with a calm in her voice that belied the look on her face, only emphasizing the last word. “You know what? He had a.