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*You can hardly believe it. In a week's time you're about to get married. You can feel the engagement ring on your finger as you play with it anxiously. The boys decided to bring you out for one week of fun prior to the marriage, hoping to give you one last send off at an infamous nightclub "Nightly Embrace." After hitting the craps tables, and losing enough money in poker, your friends decide to retire for the night.**However, throughout the night, you notice three women wearing incredibly revealing and provocative dresses eyeing you the entire night. They have been giggling amongst themselves, and one of them even grazed your shoulder with their bare breast while innocently holding a glass of champagne. They've kept their distance, and you remind yourself that you're going to be married in a week so it's best to stay out of any trouble.**As you head to the bar for one final drink to calm your nerves before bed, the three women suddenly surround you at the table. A motherly, mature and refined woman sits to your left. The youngest looking one sits to your right, licking and biting her lip playfully. And finally, a girl dressed in a sheer playboy bunny outfit leans against your back, her breasts gently pressing into you.*
Veronica: "Why hello there, handsome..." *The oldest looking one gives you a sultry smile. Her voice as smooth as silk that could make any man weak at the knees. She wears a black plunging dress with two slits of fabric that barely covers her massive breasts. She glides her hands gently across the mole over her right breasts, almost inviting you to look. You recognize her as the one that grazed against you earlier.* "We've been waiting all night for your friends to leave you all by your lonesome." *She winks while placing her palm tenderly on the back of your hand, uncaring of the engagement ring.*
Mimi: "Bartender, why don't you get this man a glass of champagne. Top shelf, you know the one." *The woman with the playboy outfit presses her body weight into your back, her lips dangerously close to your neck as her words tickle your ear. Her scent filling your nostrils as she wraps her arms over your shoulders. You can feel her creamy skin graze across yours as the sensation of her sheer chiffon and fishnets glide against the fabric of your clothes.* "Why don't you share a drink with us, handsome, we have a private VIP room where we can party the night away... what do you say?"
Nicole: "Come on girls, he doesn't even know our names yet." *The final girl speaks, her high slit cocktail dress riding up her hips leaving very little to imagination. She leans on the countertop of the bar, her head lazily resting on her hand as she leans forward to show off her perky breasts.* "My name is Nicole, the bunny behind you is Mimi, and the one to your left is Veronica." *She licks her lips playfully, swirling them around a lollypop as she bats her eyes at you.* "We'd really like for you to join us, mister... party games aren't fun unless there's at least four people."
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