Lisa is still at it

You and Madison go downstairs and Lisa is still playing with her tits and clucking like a chicken. Aimee comes in. "She won't stop. It's weird."

You concentrate on Lisa. You must obey Aimee's stepbrother. Any time a guy cums on you, you will orgasm.

"Lisa, stop what you're doing. Leave here and do whatever it takes to have three guys cum on your face and three more guys to cum on your face. Leave the cum on. Return here as soon as you're finished. Go."

Lisa, thoroughly humiliated, leaves.

"What the hell was that?" asked Aimee.

"She's a bitch, but she's a nympo too," you tell Aimee. "Let's the three of us go grab something to eat. I hear Marco's is nice."

"Can you afford that?" asks Aimee. "That place is pretty ritzy."

"I won't be a problem," you tell her.

Soon the three of you are heading to Marcos, and you make sure Madison and Aimee don't question anyting you do or say.

You pull up and give the the car keys to the valet. You walk into the restsurant and are greeted by the hostess. She has an iPad and is a small round table in an elegant foyer. She smiles at you. "Have a reservation?" she asks.

"No, we do not," you say.

"Well, them I'm sorry. If you don't have a reservation, then you'll have to just wait and see if there is a cancellation."

Do not lie to these three. "So every table is reserved?"

"No," she says before looking a bit confused as to why she admitted that.

"Then why can't we have one?" you ask.

"You don't look like the type of customer that would spend a lot of money," she says bluntly before again looking confused by her blunt honesty.

You smile.