No boy had ever touched her. She didn't know that a mere touch could feel so amazing. She found herself leaning her face into his hand and closing her... eyes.Emboldened by her reaction he reached for her coat with his other hand. He gently removed the garment from its resting-place on her arm and dropped it on a chair. He did the same with her purse. Then he brought his free hand up to the other side of her face. "Open your eyes, Anna. Look at me."She did as she was told and found his face only. Lemount's eyeswidened."Ok," said Dr. Bloom. She typed, and the breasts onthe model inflated like balloons, moving from a C-cupon the readout to a D-cup. "How's that?" Umm, not enough," I replied, almost in a whisper."Bigger."Dr. Bloom looked at me quizzically, but went back tothe keyboard. Dr. Lemount stared openly at me. Thebreasts on the holographic model inflated again,passing a DD-cup to rest at an F-cup."Big enough?" asked Dr. Bloom."Almost," I whispered. They weren't, but the way. Her body was perfect made flesh, from her heart shaped face, her bedroom eyes, the way her long dark hair flowed almost like blackened water down her back. Her waist was trim, her arms like silk to long manicured fingernails the color of a perfectly ripened apple.I engaged in light conversation, each sentence from our lips were mental dance steps around each other, feeling the meaning of each word for subtle context. I’d tried to play this game before and had always managed to fail. Not. After they were finished, Stephanie’s face was completely covered in cum, tears, and sweat, but she brought up the strength to ask them to untie her, to which her boyfriend told her they were having too much fun with her to let her go yet. With that, her boyfriend picked her up and propped her onto the table, with her knees on the ground and her chest on the table, her ass sticking into the air. All the men started giving hugs to Stephanie’s boyfriend for letting them fuck her, and the first.